A Christmas Present
After about thirty seconds, i heard a sort of scuffling sound, and the sound of tape being taken off a tape dispenser. i heard a muffled voice; "hey, clark? you can come in now. get ready for your present!"
Ander - Part 1: Subchapter 16
He leaned in close, his ears pricked, smiling his vicious smile, perhaps hoping ander would strike him again, hoping for an excuse to resume their little 'scuffle'. "i don't know, banno." "bah! you're no fun." then he turned his attention on hezzi.
Agony
The evidence of a struggle in his small dorm was apparent and the winner of the pitiful scuffle cowered in the crowd somewhere, pretending to be scared along with every beast else. eyes turned to me as i too joined the crowd. they blamed me.
Going for the Gold
Soon a playful little scuffle breaks out to settle things but a voice speaks up cutting through the cold evening air like a shot. "it really was too close to call, boys you should try again and i can be the ref."
Behind the Barn
Vas protested, scuffling back a few inches, his massive hooves digging up some of the grass. "shh."
Shorty: Agumon's Hypnosis
Digimon needed to fight to be able to evolve, so small scuffles were common, but it was all in good fun, and they hardly got hurt at all. "cats eye hypnosis!" cried tailmon, staring into v-mon's eyes. the little dragon laughed. "is that it?"
Extra Credit
She had recently had some trouble with other girls wanting to bully her and as a result saw the girl get into several scuffles. "like what?" "well," the tiger started glancing up from his seat to look her over.
Glass Jaw
Their scuffling paused for a moment, and rory pulled back just as the feline bit down, catching his lower lip. he tasted blood. “shit," ansel panted, eyes blown out into wide, perfect circles.
Lugia/Dragonite
The two pokémon scuffled like this for a few minutes, each seeing that they were about equal. they stopped, and looked at each other in the eyes. "you are very talented, dragonite.
Abandoned With the Enemy ch 01
I carefully followed the sound of scuffling behind some bushes to find one in a death grip with a poisonous lizard. the cag twisted its muzzle and the lizard went limp, letting go of the cag's leg.
The Stealth Stud
The slack-jawed idiocy of the other marines finally broke as most of them scuffled for the chance to be first.
The First Anthromorph (sample)
The breathless stifled scream, futile scuffle of thick rubber soles against sterile tiles flooring, and heavy thud of a two-hundred pound bruiser hitting the deck take only a few seconds more.