Project Mitosis: Darwin Genesis
On the street, a member of the torn-ear gang pulled up in his '28 (2128 mind you) ford bullet with a small plasma knife ready in his hand.
Flawed Affections: Chapter 2
These scars you have, your torn ear, they mean nothing to in so far as how desirable you are... rather, i love them. i love them because they are a part of you, and i love you..."
The Night Betrayed (Infurno Teaser)
Ra'jarr had seen scars that fur couldn't cover, broken tails, and torn ears that were credited to the countess. he suppressed a shiver as they continued down the hall.
Chapter 1: A dark start
His body stiff from sleeping on the cold stone floor, draven reached for his head feeling the newly torn ear and caked blood.
Ander - Part 3: Subchapter 25
Dorin spared his quivering master one final glance, then simply backed away through the crowd, staring fixedly at ander with wide eyes, slowly shaking his head, one hand clutching his torn ear.
VIRUS Phase 1: The Survivors
The irish setter seemed oblivious as his torn ear flopped in two pieces. the bus was a deafening roar of panic and cries.
Brothel: Chapter 3
There were no torn ears, no chipped or missing teeth, and no scars that i could see underneath the fur. i took a look at the condition of his fur and it was in as good of a condition as mine, which for a worker type was pretty much unheard of.
The King Takes it All - Part 15
But he gave a soft snort gently before dropping his head to her and gently licking at her torn ear as she purred heavily at him. "it's alright... i'm the king of this land and i will help you, but what is your name?" "my name? it's... it's..."
Ander - Chapter 3, Subchapter 19
Compared to what they were trying to do to him, a torn ear was _nothing_. "all right, all right, keep your ear on! ha!" it was getting difficult to hold on.
Understanding
He thought as the goo took on the familiar face of his friend, even replicating her half-torn ear from an old survey accident. "is she here somewhere?" he asked.
A Place at the End of the World
The one who had grabbed him asked, a hyena with a torn ear and numerous colourful piercings. her tone was inquisitive, not aggressive, not like the gangs he'd heard shouting at night back in the confines of the city.