Becoming the Djinii - by Digitalpotato
He half expected to be making clucking and cawing noises, yet... his voice... sounded familiar. his own. "shaitan?! why am i...?" from the darkness, peter saw what looked to be a pair of green eyes, followed by that wide grin.
The Gray Ranger: Unforgiven, Chapter Forty Five
A brightly colored kashnila tumbled past him, cawing in pain and fear, but the younger kulgan wasn't in any state to care. he came to a stop a few seconds later, his body coursing with pain and his head spinning.
Up To Bat
He says \>you fumble for your wallet under the uncomfortable, bored stare he's giving you \>"uh yeah, one sec" \>your hand goes to your pocket, and a shotgun cocking sounds behind you \>"watch the hands asshole," the raven caws \>your hands shoot up,
Birthday Standoff! Thunder VS Random
From within the forest's depths came flapping a black-feathered bird left floating above thunder's other behemoths; while nowhere near as large as the others, it still wore the same armor and let out a proud caw to signal its readiness (atk: 1500, lv: 3).
The Forgotten One
Fearow cocked his head back and cawed uncertainly. "that's what i was afraid of! we need to find a place to set down and get our bearings!" fearow started to descend to the sea, or whatever was beneath them, but the wind was growing even stronger.
Sons of winter chapter 8: Aleks of Nothing, Son of No One
He picked the scabbard in a two-handed grip and strode outside, climbing out of the ravine to meet the falling snow and distant caws of ravens. he swung his arms to the side, ready to toss sharphorn away... and hesitated. no. that wasn't right.
The Gray Ranger: Unforgiven, Chapter Fifteen
Chapter fifteen for the second time in two days, adlis and za watched civilization disappear into the bleak emptiness of the taksten, with only the groaning of the wagon and the occasional caw from one of the kashnilas to break the silence.
The Lycanthrope Tails. Chapter 19.
The crows outside the cabin began to convulse, cawing louder and louder into the night before they each began to implode in on themselves. each one bursting into a pile of black sand as the last sleeping person in that room woke up.
Aboard the Airship (Reupload)
Feathers ruffling before the motion was repeated a few more times to an approving caw. the spell broke, juno disappearing in a swirl of frost. magpie strolled back to the table and added a quick sketch or two to the juno image.
Chapter 7: Fox and Wolverine
The crow cawed. "our lord cthulhu!" "oh, i see," flora returned awkwardly. "thanks for your help." she continued by the table. "didn't you want to join?" lance teased good-humoredly.
The Fallout 3
But this time it wasn't the cawing of a crow. it was the sound of a gunshot.
Why the crow cries
The legend goes, if the person hears our caw before day break they'll live to see another day, and once winter starts they won't need us no more "mâçeûra? mâçeûra? where are you?" my mother called. she's a little overprotective.