Unbound
Vael said bluntly as his free paw came up, wreathing in flames as he grabbed luca's arm and pulled him forward and into the path of his uppercut, forcing the air from his lungs and singing his fur.
Watch Dogs 9 - Back into Hell
Around "weren't guards mentioned, in the sort of voice that implies jackboots and big, big guns, these just look like people grabbed of the street-"then the corridor wall exploded outwards and through the hole came both full-auto gunfire and masked figures wreathed
dark passion
Kopesh emerged from the immolating pyre wreathed in the black flames. his eyes the burning red of a pokémon gone berserk and no longer fighting for sport or challenge but fear and rage. "kopesh stop it! that's going too far!"
Ze'Tazz - Conception
Immediately green flames burst even further from the fire, coating the egg in a deep green wreath. the two just watched, hands now finding each others as they move closer together.
Zion: Light of the New Moon, Ch 3.1 Shrad
He rhymed, "wreath?" and paused, resting a paw on the pommel of his sword. he glanced down at it and practically barked, "sheath!"
Smile in the Dark
He reached into his pocket, withdrawing a long, sleek black metal spike, driving it into the guts of the com-unit and watching as dark tendrils of smoke started to wreath upward before
The Lovers: Perfect Night
His paws clinging to her hips, it was like she was floating suspended in the air and looking at feral jade eyes wreathed in the twilight of darkness.
Zenir of the Dark
Zenir's body was briefly wreathed with flames, the heat driving away the frigid chill. "they wanted to get to you the hard way." "the hard way? so why didn't you bring them with you? is your pride so large that you don't think you need their help?
Fall of Meronna
In his anger, vael rushed in, his fists ready and wreathed in crackling lightning. alex tried to stop him, tried to shout, "no!" but the sound only came as a cough as he struggled to regain his breath.
A day at the pool
Holding mark firmly by the thighs, kirby sucked at the pulsing cock, his tongue swirling and wreathing gently but speedily around the whole organ, paying close attention to the head of the penis.
Fallen Sky: War of the Ancients Part 2
Hathtor slammed his helmet into one of the unhelmed blackguard's snout and was rewarded by a satisfying crack, before he was suddenly shoved to the ground by one of the larger warriors and pinned there, his energy-wreathed punch-dagger raised for the kill.
Chapter 3: Making Up is Hard to Do
He stood there, his arm draped over, and gazed up at david, blinking against another wreath of smoke. "some girl, right? glad to see you finally moved on. amanda's not worth bawlin' over."