TCoJ - Book 1 - Mari
A heavy sigh escaped her muzzle as she caressed the etched words along the pearl white handle, remembering how they were just a lie. putting the knife back in its sheath she fiddled with the flap over her gun holster before releasing the flap's button.
A Waltz with Death
"why yes," she inquired, as if it was inspired in the etches of heaven. now, before i spoke, and i felt like a bloke, she took my hand, as if to plan a wondrous time ahead. she leaned up close, and i began to froze.
Writing Exercise 1- Make Me a Suit.
Outside she was greeted by a young wolf with white fur and a air of smug confidence about him, stringing a bow with a grim look etched upon his features. "valgar, what it is?" "pixies."
Reference Sheet - Alexos Drausus
Jewelry: a oak leaf pendant, a silver chain with a silver heart charm (also etched with runes), and silver runic bracers person they are most influenced by: the only person he truly hates; but the one who taught them the most.
Mirror
Memorys that whereforever etched into his hide. memorys of the night they had beat him , left him gaged ant tied to die. he was breathing heavy now a paw on the wall.
Cherry: Chapter 18 - Trading Questions
Another bark etched past my sneering frown, "keep up, boy!"
Tron Expansion - 02 - Wasteland
The lightcycle sparked as it dropped down into one of the etched roads, moving along more even terrain. vice thought of eden, of the refined roads. it was everything their user wanted for them.
Epilogue
In her hands she held a small jar, stroking the etched lettering with her thumb. 'dried cherries,' it read. cherry sweetbread, hadn't that been arcs favorite? osiris nuzzled her hand gently as she sighed.
A Breeder's First Encounter
We use the smaller room and a smaller sample size to etch this into your minds." sylveon turned and trotted up to vaporeon with a smile on his face. this was routine for the two.
The Hand of God
She felt the letters etched into the thin brass, felt the words there, proven now to be incorrect, felt the shapes telling lies against her pads.
Memoirs of Dragora Ch. 9
He etched his name in his own language, in which their heads perked up in recognition.
Have You No Shame?
In the corner, these words were etched: "i am ashamed"