Fieldwork
You're a curse on our bloodline, fit only for the carrion-birds." this was good! good enough that she was willing to forgive the interruption -- family structure, exactly as she'd wanted to research.
Scratching Those Persistent Itches
Maybe he'll enjoy the carrion beetles as they scamper in and out of his holes, as they carry him away, one tiny bit at a time." i gulped a few times. "i'm glad you found him. now it's time for bed?" it was a question.
Chapter I: The Study Begins
The note also mentioned they seemed to prefer their meat raw, if possibly, alive, for although they would eat carrion, they would not touch anything cooked. how bestial.
SENTIENCE - Chapter Six - Humans
She transported that carrion, displacing those adorable little scavengers, and fed a starving sauromalian. it completely disrupted the food web! dc: protocol is not to cause any disruption to the ecosystem, or xenosystem, if you prefer.
The Mare with the Black Blade
Eyes snag on her thick, plump buttocks, which even through leathers is quite noticeable \>you block the thoughts, because if you don't, you'll have another "sword" to attend to \>evening settlings in an obscenely peaceful fashion \>down the hill, carrion
Guro Challenge #1: Amputation
It was cold as a dead fish, and when he pressed lightly on it, clear fluid and another burst of that carrion smell emerged.
Apocalypse Diaries - First Entry
Griffins were stereotypically handsome creatures, but a carrion crow mixed with a back-alley, mangy cat didn't exactly fit the bill. better to be imposing if not beautiful. doc was in a good mood.
Krystal's Peril - Sign of an Open Eye
Every day filtered with the smell of acrid, charred wood and flame engulfed carrion.
Spiral Nebula - Chapter 24
Like carrion bugs, the workers swarmed around the skeletal ships working tirelessly to finish them. "all shipyards are at full production," answered yelena, reading from her console.
The Bold Servant
Laith sat there among what he considered the carrion birds of his nation wearing peacock feathers. men and women from different ruling classes seeking to suck at the teet of his kingdom's success.
With Eyes Open
carrion shadows circled overhead, eagerly awaiting our next indulgence. the sister that had aided me in our first attack became our matriarch. it was a wise move, backed by myself and other's after brief encounters with her prowess.
Searcher
carrion calm for i am asleep, at the torn lychgate, on fenmere hill. watching out into fen-borne mists, calling, howling frostbitten hearts. playing cards for souls, playing glass gods in the graves, come those to the canid son.