City of Light Chapter 3: Dragon's Delight
Remembering the wind battering his face, the sun's warm rays on his scales, and the thrill beating in his chest. “wow that must be scary." gwen pouted, “so how do you learn ta fly?"
Scales and Honor- Swirling Storm: Chapter 21
He hardly felt a thing as he angled his wings and felt the wind batter against his membranes. he spotted more archers peaking up from the still smoking walls, with no doubt more dragon's bane tipped arrows to send his way.
Half-Breed
Beads of ice rained from her eyes as the frosty wind battered her, but still she could see the bright spark of fire far below. with a grit of her teeth she steeled her heart, he would need her compassion more than she would need his.
The Idol of Phnako'ktis
The wind battered at him from both sides like a typhoon, raking his back and punching his waist with violent blows that turned thicker in the sleet, pelting down his head like soft bullets to slither down his back.
With These Broken Wings: Finale
His wings twitched open as the wind battered around him and he spared a glance to see amber landing where he had just perched her gold tinged wings batting at the air to catch her balance.
Emperor's Shadow: Chapter 34
With her powerful wings she rose ever higher, the winds battering against them. at arcturus gesture she pounded against the sky, bringing them up above the city in a matter of moments, far faster than veledar ever could manage.
The Dragon's Paladin Chapter 14: Draconic Bonding
With a slight tilt of his wing membranes he started circling upon the gentle gusts, then, when the wind grew fiercer, veledar unleashed a roar of happiness as the wind battered against his snout.
Dragon's Paladin: Chapter 12
They spoke little as the night wind battered them from all sides. arcturus saw even veledar struggle against the gale, although he doubted the dragon would ever admit to having such trouble. they arrived at merlia's camp within the hour.
Velvet-Set Chalice
wind battered your face as you leapt free from cover. landing wasn’t the daintiest--you hoped those crunches down below were only stone. don’t-- you turned, and the air struck at your face again, likely tearing some tidy cuts.
Hibernia
A gust of wind battered the little dingy window pane causing the glass to rattle as if in pain. under the gap between the mattress and the bed frame, a glint of metal caught darren and mathew's eye.
Scales and Honor: The Shattered God: Chapter 12
Jeriah's hair flared outward as a gale like wind battered every inch of his face. "jeriah! didn't i tell ya the letter was for the bloody dragon? don't ya have any manners ya scratchy bearded muppet?
MLP The Chronicles of Fierce Charge: Making and Strengthening Bonds
Her pastel rainbow mane and tail flipped and tossed in the wind battering her and her guards like silk flying in the breeze. he had to admit it, regardless of his favor for the night princess, that celestia was a princess of almost unmatched beauty.