A smoldering heap of slowly-dying embers lit the room with pale light, revealing a dark substance on the floor. to my horror, i noticed the same substance streaked the walls as well as the floor.
Feral, Lion, Lioness
He questioned as he leaned forward to poke the fire with a bare hand, re-ordering the smoldering branches that served as the base. popcorn fished for an answer, as of that she was unsure of what to say.
"well... i guess...
Drama, Pokemon, blaziken, emboar, pokabu
A smoldering, hissing sound was all that was heard as the patches bubbled and sealed their wounds.
"everyone, get up! we go to finish them off before they have a chance to recover!"
Anthros, Battle, Claws, Fantasy, Fighting, Last Stand, Lion, Maldora, Science Fiction, Shape Shifters, Tiger, War, Wolf, combat, fangs, shifters
The only warmth seemed to come from the smoldering fire. shadow's floated in the distance from unknown sources. terra watched them carefully, considering each one to be a threat to her trainer.
M/F, Pokemon
At some point in this mighty war, the earliest ancestors of the furs and the lizards came from the mountains, the remotest islands and the deserts and began to forge their civilizations on the still smoldering ruins of the terrans' final and bitter war.
Intro, No-Yiff, Series, Story Progression
Everyone looked at the smoldering ruins then at jork.
"now get back to what you were doing. you, go see if that whore is still alive."
"who?", the lamia asked.
"you know who i'm talking about."
Alien, Apocalyptic, Dragon, Female, Male, Mouse, War, apocalypse, draco, survival
Komamura stole one last glance at sasaskibe before turning into the bathroom and washing his face with smoldering hot water. he then soaked a face-cloth in equally hot water, rinsed it, and walked out to sasaskibe to wipe his face.
Fox, Gay, Story Progression, Wolf
All at once, any thoughts of lying down and dying were melted under the smoldering hatred inside me. not the hatred for myself. another hatred, one i barely noticed anymore, consumed by self-loathing like i always was these days.
Action, Adventure, Demon, Fantasy, Romance, Suspense, Transformation, Werewolf, wizard
The worst was that the gulf did open not
to earth below a swamp, to depth of silt,
to pool clay-flavored or peat scented, but
to something smoldering slowly. the plume
of oily smoke rose sluggish to the clouds.
Epic, Iambic pentameter, Poetry, blank verse