Disappearance
"good, good," shira purred, starting to weave hir spell. hir wings shimmered with color, glowing steadily brighter as shi prepared to reduce his size.
Jailbreak
All the while the glazed over eyes of the vixen would watch - mind sloshing about and struggling to understand the colors that darted and weaved before her, the quiet city at risk once again.
Ander - Chapter 2, Subchapter 33
Up ahead, weaving and bending in the wind, were two intertwined oaks, discernible in the darkness only because of their unique shape. sarah had seen them many times when walking these woods. "sarah!"
Life of a theif
Finally a safe distance away bobbing and weaving through the trees and across the narrow streams that fed the forest i was just running, afraid to stop, afraid to look back, with the thought that i was going to die deeply imbedded within the confines of my
Furry Dreams
--- while kait and abby watched the purple scaly, i went outside onto the porch, and sat in one of the white metal weave chairs at the white metal weave table. i could still see the twins, so i was good to go.
Friends, Lovers, Partners ~ Prologue
I weave my way through the throngs of furs at their lockers, desperate to get out of school and start their weekend. i turn into an empty alcove, and walk to the very end. twist. twist. twist. my locker swings open.
Taboo Fantasies Abound! M Riolu/Lucario X F Human
"weav...weavile vile...weavile weavile..."(wow...you're persistent...but let's see how far that'll get you...) she decided to end this with one of her recently-learned moves... guillotine...
The Narrow Road in Morning Light
Truthfully, it had been years since she'd used one, and she knew she'd be the slowest in the room--but she made no mistakes, even subtle ones, in her weaving.
Minato vs The Darkness. The ultimate clash of Light vs Shadow
The darkness grinned and quickly weaved some hand signs before taking a deep breath. "fire style! great fire annihilation!!" he announced as he unleashed a torrent of searing hot flames toward minato.
Grandview High School, Chapter Five: My Friends Told Me to Just Keep Writing So I Wouldn't Die of Boredom
The small dalmatian of five feet and six inches weaved his way through the throng of furs that overcrowded the hallways.
Spellbreaker: Twisted faith
Matthew weaved another, smaller shield shaped like a bird's wing out of the light and stood ready. 'remember, use only enough force to protect yourself.' zanobi reminded him.
Need Part III - Interwoven
"not many'd want to be part of any weave with the ratholarin." "and that is the beauty of it, for the want does not matter to the weave. all are bound together, whether they like it or not. one thread pulls on all, yes? yes."