Rescue
It smelled strongly of dragon, that sulfur-carrion smell. though the dragon couldn't possibly have been living there for long, still the scent seemed to permeate everything.
The Second Conception
Though carrion, carol's strong memories and emotions would not be ground away. they were like rocky fossils, so delicate, but deep in the earth, persistent.
Who's Cackling Now?
The rustling pine trees and cawing of carrion birds melted into white noise. they could only hear the tense thump of their own hearts, and the coursing of blood through their veins.
Lord of Anthroan Chapter 4
Even the carrion eaters avoided the area. the raids were infrequent, but they reminded people of why they were here. soldier swung his rifle on his back and started back toward the base.
Moon Shadow #4 Thanks Grieving
Laughter fills his ears as he makes good his escape which leads templar to speculate that carrion king is taking an especial interest in him.
The Mightiest of Rat-Mages
"aaaaah, reeks of fear-submission, delightful indeed," he exhaled, grinning like a hyena picking up the scent of fresh carrion.
Two World's Collide
Loki and her had travelled to where she remembered her pack to be, to discover that the mountain wolves had been killed, their pelts removed from them, and the bones picked clean by insects and carrion. man scent was inlaid over everything.
Two Sides of the Warp Token Chapter 4
“go find your own carrion, rodent.” she moved a hand over the hilt of a weeping dagger. “man-thing share, or will die-kill very quick!” “you’re not going to kill me,” he replied, his confidence surprising her.
Changes
That she would eat my insides like fresh carrion and crawl her way out between my bones. winter, i named her. she is cold, and dark and angry, like that little girl that watched her brother die.
Friday Chapter I A Friday Afternoon
They both reeked of sheep carrion and where full of the aged flesh when they herded the flock back to the paddock before the two collies crawled into their sleeping area, a converted chicken house.
Iron Birds, chapter XXXVIII: The Revenge of Typhon
"if i wanted her dead in typhon’s name, she’d already be carrion. watch closely, princeling. see what happens to those who defy us." "no, please, stop!" sötét begged. it was useless. the violation was sudden, a red-hot blade plunged into her flesh.
Guardian Gryphon
A pointed tip pushed down across the long beak, giving it a predatory look, yet one that could might be much more suited towards picking through flesh and digging into bone; a carrion feeder.