The Revenge
dribbling past some jock, i jumped, dunking the ball over one of the jock's heads, it landed down on his muzzle with a thump and i saw him grab at his nose.
Ander - Chapter 2, Subchapter 37
She could feel it dribble past her jaw, mingle with the rain, and drip from her chin. she couldn't even be bothered to spit it out anymore because she knew it would just be a matter of moments before her mouth filled up again.
The Fatesmith
The lizfolk coughed again, more lifeblood spraying from his lips and dribbling in lines along his jaw. "i said it to you the day you commissioned the armor," gideon said, voice still raspy from the suffocation attempt.
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 22
It had dribbled halfway towards the snow before hardening to a crust. "when did banno ever make any sense?" nilia retorted. "he is a creature of hunger and instinct. if there's something he wants, he goes after it.
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 88
He was still straining forward, so hard, in fact, that the iron tines were actually bending inside his body, gaping the puncture wounds ever wider, turning the slow dribble of blood into three separate streams.
Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 69
Blood dribbled from his mouth and flowed into the dusty cracks between the floorboards in neat, straight lines. now... what now? there was something he needed to do, something very important... _find valery. she's been waiting for you.
A Day With No Tide (excerpt)
Honey dribbled down her chin.
Kaotic beginnings - A Kaos Army story - Chapter 7
"oh, cripes, the cat's back," he wailed as a pink rough tongue licked at his cheek, leaving kitty dribble. "mrow!" guen said, swishing his tail. "he's missed you," anar grinned. "has he now?"
Ander - Chapter 5, Subchapter 71
Fresh blood came pouring out of his wound, dribbling down his chest in disgustingly warm rivulets, coating the back of emily's picture.
Ander - Chapter 5, Subchapter 68
Something warm dribbled from his nose and flowed over his lips and teeth, something bitter. banno wiped the back of his hand across his muzzle and (no surprise) it came back soaked in blood.
Ander - Chapter 5, Subchapter 29
Blood slowly dribbled from the corners of her mouth and joined the streams flowing down her neck. the knife in her chest was moving slower now. "lana, you shouldn't talk anymore, okay?
The Book of Warlock 6. Confliction of interest.
"yes, my lord," he replied hollowly, walking with heavy clawed feet towards the ancient parchment that the rodent was dribbling fervently over. a knobbly knuckle with tapered claw skewered the papyrus. "everdwell!" "of course, your lordship."