Ander - Part 2: Subchapter 33
Roots poked at her back and scratched at her neck like gnarled fingers. at least she was out of the wind. there was that to be grateful for, at least.
Wolf Knottings
And ithilwen's heart leapt into her throat, mouth suddenly dry and yawning for moisture as a pair of eyes stared right back at her from between the gnarled trunks. that wasn't a furry.
Bound In Beast Flesh -- Unfair Fight
She snarls, as she clenches the severed blade, and transforms it into a long, gnarled branch, which she promptly burns to cinders with green flames, conjured from her hand.
The Oracle's Will
With a boost, i scrambled to the first branch of the tree, and quickly felt my way from gnarled branch to branch. i moved carefully, testing my weight on each branch before moving on.
Warlord's Comforts - Oneshot
Cluny grit his sharp, gnarled teeth as he smirked at the female and then continued to push his hips up to make her groan as he thrust in and out.
To Darkness Descended
For a couple of seconds, silence reigned before the gnarled tree of punishment, while the two pale-skinned hellions that had accompanied sathonyx shifted uncomfortably behind him. "well, 'direza'?"
Trick or Treat... Halloween story
As he did the scarf fell from around the equines neck, reveling deep gnarled wounds. carver recognized his own handy work at once... his teeth had made those ragged gaping wounds.
They call it the present
I lowered my gaze to the faded past gnarled and rough hands, it was rubbing them together. "well," i said "i'm no longer out in the cold, thats gotta be good."
Terrors of the Night
The same fur covered all the rest of the creature, but it grew especially thick and gnarled between its legs. it went about as an animal would, with no regard for its nakedness--or its obvious arousal.
R is for Rogue
The tauren was near nine feet tall, garbed in a simple tunic and beaded loincloth, with a gnarled wooden staff carved with runes strapped to his back.
Mages Apprentice - Chapter One -
He gave the impression of a slightly addled and decrepit old fox, his back slightly hunched, walking with an ornate gnarled stick in his left paw - his robes patched and worn...but this was a cunning disguise he used, to draw attention away from himself
A New Life (Part 6)
Erasmus got up and walked over to a pile of books that lay neatly stacked on a gnarled, wooden desk, scanning over them with his eyes.