A Bronze Rising: Fresh Meat
I dove and grabbed the bleeting ram with my claws, easily snapping his neck between my long finger and my short rudimentary thumb in a simple, practiced motion.
Encounter At Kirk's Rock
Under a ridge of red rock, the ram, who went by the name of texas tate, pointed out the signs of a camp sloppily dismantled. a freshly extinguished campfire. a discarded tin cup. poorly covered footprints.
The Lord Tiranis, An Origin,Book 4 (Part 2 of 8) (an excerpt)
He motioned to the ram. "take her away." when she was gone, vee looked at the tiger who was still looking at the open door. "is this going to be a problem for you?" tiranis
Towers of Seshin: The Twelve
**fylli, the orange ram of metal** _"the fanatic of advancement"_ fylli is the eleventh oldest god and the right hand of the council of destruction. the ram is temperamental and prefers to commit acts of violence in a fit of fury as negotiation.
Message in a Vacuum Bottle
The old ram had guarded it for decades and i think destiny had a hand in seeing that you received it at a time when men could use the knowledge for our betterment rather than destruction.
Counter Earth Chronicles Chapter 117: When You Least Expect It... Expect It (Knight Watch Part One)
**_\*i am a assistant program created by sir ram and mara to aid less experienced knights in the operation of this prototype.
Reaper: Graesham Campaign: Seventh Interlude
The ram snarled. "i'm going to bring him to divine justice! except..." his anger subsided slowly. "you cannot find him?" gabriel let out an angry huff. i smiled softly and pointed in the direction of conway's cottage.
Gutpunch 8 The fall and rise of Raeder Non-Applicable and the critters of Brin
He quickly drank the rest of his beer, slammed the pint and tried walking over to the ram, straight-lines being recommendation, not a necessity. he stood in front of the ram, both men barely standing on their feet. raeder lifted his hand.
Surviving Solitude Part 13
From what i can see, a bull was lying on his back, with his chest being pressed on my a ram. he was grunting, and saying, "don't die on me." over and over he continued, until the battered bull gasped for air, choking on water.
Rising Anew -Chapter 10, part 1-
The curved ram horns curled back to its short stalky neck. its red eyes burned with a hatred that could be felt physically. its wolf muzzle was torn and ragged with scars from fights it had won.
Light Bane: Chapter 37
Her blue caprine eyes were bright and seemed...different. it was like she was perfect in many ways. it felt like it was such a shame to take such an innocent-looking caprine face and.... he couldn't take it anymore.
Hodges Fields: Chapter 2
The wolf still violently thrashed, fighting the large ram, but unable to free himself. balso glanced about, still holding the pissed off wolf to the ground.