None So Vile 29: Wild Hunt
Around them, the knee-high prairie grass waved faintly in the sharp breeze. “you want him to help or not, eugéne?" asked the heavy-set beaver kneeling by his side.
Ardring - Chapter 3
His vision became so sharp, he let out a sharp cry and clamped his eyes shut, only catching the figure out something. someone. he suddenly felt his paw cool, and heard padding. thumping, really, accompanied by some sort of high pitched yelling.
#1 - Generations of Generations | Fang Island | By Meow_meowparrot | Prologue
She should even have, only at the end of her tail, sharp spikes so she can- zaylay i believe that is enough description, and i think the spikes on her tail shouldn't be too sharp. maylay so yes on the spikey tail?
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 10
She dropped down to her knees and stuck her hands in the snow, looking for those sharp slivers of glass that weren't really glass at all, but the seeds that had given birth to those strange red blooms.
wander ~ Chapter 1
His sharp ears perked up as i made my way over, and then, he looked up and gave a tired smile. "hey, matt. how was your weekend?" awake for hardly an hour and already it was a great relief to drop my own bag from my shoulders.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Fifty Four
It sent stabs of sharp pain deep into his body, but the laughter kept coming till he finally managed to find words. "feels like...victory." "well, at least you're facing the end with dignity and defiance, hmm?"
Phoenix's Temple
The sharp pains growing as she raked her claws and threw herself against the restraints.
Pokemon: A Love Story - Chapter 1
Juju stretched out her body, yawning, her mouth gaped wide to expose her deadly sharp fangs. she sat up, flinching as one of groven's arms slid off her back.
Children Chpt 9: Kinslayer
sharp asked. "this does not seem safe for him..." flare looked down to michael, who nodded to him. in a flash, flare grabbed sharp by her midsection and lifted her with ease.
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 23: When the Sky came calling
Nelneras’ pupils thinned to slits, sharp enough to pierce straight through him. “you do not. you cannot.
Snowstorm
Her squarish feline face was illuminated by two sharp golden eyes. behind short round ears, long hair matching her brown fur color descended down almost to the cave floor where a long tail idly rested.
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 13: A Spoonful of Chaos
Her eyes—cut emerald and sharp as knives—scanned the gathering with narrowed focus, until they settled, inevitable as gravity, on her son.