An individual?
"better get out of here..." he said softley, his red fur whisping one southeast as the hard wind tried to push him back into the bar. allreaddy they were gathering to the tv, gasping, crying, cheering.
Zion: Light of the New Moon Part 3, The Imperial Palace Ch 6
But i am usually the cure for a--" the fox's voice was silenced as a new metal collar appeared on his neck with little more than a whisping lick of flames.
Starting a fire on a heart shaped log
Hey whisp, is... is something the matter? do you wanna stop?" suddenly whisper picked up, she turned and smiled sweetly at illumi before giggling. "no! no! i'm having far too much fun to stop!"
Desiderio 4
I could feel his breath whisp against my muzzle as i stared down into those amazing chocolate brown eyes, making my crisp yellow light up. i could feel his heartbeat against my stomach, as mine beat stronger than after running a marathon.
A cuckoo's nest
Abigale turned out to be a bold, blue-eyed whisp of a husky, and she cocked her head at him with a smile as he gave each of them a little bow in turn. 'fine morning isn't it tom? there's a goodly number of pretty birds out today...
Mysteries
As she was walking among the gnarled trees, a small whisp of wind whistled past hikarume's ear, making her pull out an arrow and readied the bow.
You Snooze, You Loose.... Everything
Instead of scales and flesh in her jaws and claws there was nothing but whisps of smoke. she landed heavily and tripped, not expecting to land on the ground she came to a crashing halt a few feet past where the illusion was.
Rarity's Burning Haunt
Then, another whisp of flame erupts, but rarity doesn't see it. she glances from side to side. "now, where could that be?" soon, she sniffs the air. "hm... is that a wood fire going? somewhere else in the house or, ah!"
Little Red Skatin' Hoodie
Letting, for a while, the cares of the world drift away with the fading whisps of smoke. it was a small while, before his rounded ears flicked to footsteps approaching, and his eyes followed suit, even if his head didn't.
Floral Frolics 6
With nothing to support the tatters, they burst into tiny motes of flame, whisping into a final ghost of a spark. the soldier falls, but she does not hit her head by the grace of one of tik tik's spectral hands.
Warmth
(the obsidian conspiracy by nevermore) their arms tightened around each other slightly as the last glowing embers of the fire perished in a whisp of smoke.
The Inconsolable Heart
A dark cloud of cold black fire, streaking out his open maw, swirling into a whispering whisp in front of him. derek closed his eyes for a moment, thinking maybe it was all over...