Y2: Prologue - Aries
The floating screens' ethereal blue glow recast the color of the stallion's earthly russet brown coat, cold umber eyes, and black carbon-weave suit to a ghostly hue.
Day 26 - Swing
weaving between her companions note, the saxophone-playing hyena brought long notes and order to the chaotic melody of her friends.
Nations - intro
Black-tipped grey tubes with fin and fire weaved around eachother drunkenly. lungs burning, spirit pumped his wings and shot straight up then down again. his back and chest ached of overtaxed muscles.
This is Madness!
A pizza ran by, weaving through the crowds, yelling, "oh shit! oh shit!" as he was pursued by a gang of forks.
Meet the Studs: The Tiger who Blinds like the Sun
Brilliant orange coat that outshines the sun; wild stripes that weave and dip along the curve and hill of every bulging muscle and sinew, weaving into threads like tattoos(he's especially proud of the sun-like motif they form along his face.
Counter Earth Chronicles Chapter 87: Bear Season (You Needed Me Part Three)
"something we use to slowdown weaving vehicles." my bear knight said as the hook hit the bumper dead center of the weaving vehicle. "hold on you two." she hit the brakes.
More about me naruto wise
He is able to weave signs by controlling a bit of water that comes out from his arms.
A New Dawn - Chapter 14 (With Friends Like These...)
I turned and made a bee line for the bar, weaving through the tables and trying not to make eye contact with anyone, particularly feisty dragonesses, i really didn't need the hassle right now.
Guardian of the Northern Light Part 1
The leopard gazed upwards and saw mores strands of colors weaving with the green, first it was the red, then it was the orange, and then blue and amber.
Anthro Sex Squad Story 2 - Winfred's Story; Chapter 3
The break of a twig, the hare bolted for cover, dodging and weaving through the tall grasses. stones flew from the bushes, each one attempting to crack its skull.
vuthardarastrix's avatar Encounter with a Black Dragon story
With every gentle friction, their mutual desire and consent fueled they were weaving together.
bound birth
The spider scuttled up to the ceiling, where it stayed for a few second, weaving something while i continued to scream. with a speed faster than my eyes could see, it came down upon the web and wrapped something around my mouth.