Lost Pokemon Episodes: Episode 13 Royal Seafront Assult
She nails a moderate hit but it wasn't strong enough to make much of a difference. larion finishes the battle with one last hit causing sandshrew to faint.
The Lycanthrope Tails. Chapter 19.
He tore open the puppets chest, the straw ripping between his nails. it shrieked at that. an inhuman sound like nails against a chalkboard, pulling back away. "you think i'm a monster? a fiend? a beast?"
BitterSweet Love
Without those arms to hold me i scratch at myself to feel the pain to see the love you gave scarring around my chest where you hands drew your claim i see you when i close my eyes hold your picture good night smell your scent in my nails
Invention of the Week #4: Transformifier
His hands grew black fur while his nails became sharper and took on a pink color. his ears became larger and more floppy as they moved to the top of his head while his hair grew longer, taking on a silver tone as it reached his shoulders.
Ander - Chapter 6, Subchapter 40
There were tiny crescents of blood above each nail, not dry like the deer's blood on his face, but fresh and flowing. "i'm not part of that tribe anymore. my tribe is smaller now. i didn't ask to move, it just happened. i still don't...
Journey to another world ch25
She turned to look away from me and i could see that i nailed that nail right on the head. so i walked over and hugged her. "come on. lets go ahead and get cleaned up, and forget all about that." she turned back to look me in the eye and smiled.
Slave Pacification (1)
When he tried to protrude his sharp black nails, he could feel his muzzles moving. but nothing stuck out as he moved them, his claws were gone!
Chapter three : Exploring myself
His nails are cut, except his thumb. that nail was sharper than the others. his hand is big, i'm sure he could grab my entire face without effort with the size of them. i quickly stopped touching his hand when i found out his palm was ticklish.
Chapter 33 Red Like Wine
She fumbled to set the wineglass down, then snatched the letter from the desk and pried it open with her nails. "ah," she said with dark triumph, "it's a letter from hellene, as i suspected. she's drawing closer to the capital as we speak.
How you love me
I am the thorn in your crown but you love me anyway i am the sweat on your brow but you love me anyway i am the nail in your wrist but you love me anyway i am judas's kiss but you love me anyway oh yes you love me anyway it's like nothing in
Anxious: a poem
The cringe of its nails in your skin or the jumping at the slightest sound around the corner. none are exempt from its pull, some buckle in its presence. but, if you can beat it's callings and it's pulls. push it down and go on stage.
I am
I am the raven flying free no nest to roost, no sleep for me i am the tiger who hunts on his own by tooth and nail i come undone i am the ocean, deep and cold hidden old legends forever untold i am the solitude in the air wandering endlessly everywhere