A Lamb Among Wolves Ch:43
They shared similarly gnarled, exaggerated teeth and hooves much like aster's, each having their own large, muscular arm to each side of the heads.
Teaser: Bachelorette Party
This time, sarafina spoke up, her tail twitching against the gnarled savannah tree behind her. "the wedding night -" "i _know_about the wedding night, i -" sarafina interrupted right back, "it will _hurt_, granddaughter. much more."
Nature’s Servant
gnarled roots presented constant tripping hazards. as he pressed on, the light filtered through the leaves high above, lighting up motes of dust floating through the sunbeams and making them sparkle and dance in front of his eyes.
The Horned Lord (Trade)
The horned lord by feder iver stood at the edge of the woods, his hand shaking as he held the lantern up to peer through the gnarled branches. he called melody's name, then listened for a response, anything from his wife.
The Dragon's Paladin Chapter 8: Escaping Sorrows
They had come to a gnarled tree in the middle of their path, easily dwarfing veledar in size. he stared up at the trunk that had two large knots at a split that looked suspiciously like eyes.
Lykos - 07 - Hunted
His fur was slick and oily, his ears gnarled, his teeth grizzled and his red eyes intense. "what makes you think that you have any right to tell the black alpha, to tell me, what i am going to do?!" the wolf snarled.
A Warrior's Respite
This time his gnarled, scaly claws swiped across the klingon' muscled chest. it was hard enough to send air out of the klingon's lungs and leave smarting welts in its wake.
African Transformation
I was the biggest of them all, muscle in all the right places and towering so high that my head was above the level of the viewing platform, broken and gnarled in twisted metal.
Proximity Alert
Trees with gnarled trunks, taller than a mountain and thick as a hill, grew around him, their lush canopies allowing only dapples of sunlight through. the soil wasn't even soil.
A Bump in the Road. Chapter Twenty.
Lewis had grabbed some things, mainly a gnarled wooden staff with a canines skull on the end of it (once more it looked far too similar to his own breed of canine, morbid shamans) and then just took off into the swamp with us having to tail after him.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter One
“aren't you a gnarled old bastard." the old man leaned against a pole in the ground, glaring at the dragon. at least, ravarmek thought he was glaring. with a face that haggard it was difficult to be sure. “no matter.
Dinner Service
He bit off a groan as he made his way down the table, trying to avoid the stares that came from every gnarled old leprechaun around it.