Why Us [Part 1]
A light purple wolf paw came up to a tombstone...tracing the etchings in it as a sigh escaped the lips of the male wolf "in this life or the last, we found each other and knew we were to be together...a spark was present in each incarnation...we would
Tales from a Forsaken Land - Part 3
The panther's face was etched with hatred and anger. bark brows drew together over scarlet eyes nearly the same color as the blood he had spilled. "beg me."
Chapter 4: A plush for Jay, and a gem for G
While g sat motionlessly nearby, he opened the cubby labelled 'c-14', and pulled out a brownish gemstone similar to his, only with an irregular but fascinating pattern of facets etched into its hard surface.
Chapter 6: The Great One Incarnate
With sadness etched all over them, they made their way back to the dojo only to be ambushed by dark apes. they were captured and put in cages.
A Perfect Bomb: Chapter 0 (Intro)
Hexus hated that, he was an anarchist to the core but always felt that gross acts of violence tainted the cause; he kept a ritually augmented shiv (made of a piece of broken glass with a string-wrap grip, etched with runes and hardened to steel-like levels
Of Flame and Frost: Prologue
The marks borne by the fox were etched of embers that never stop glowing. it could be clearly seen that the markings also ran down the sides of his legs and split into horizontal lines which covered the fronts and inside of his legs.
Lost Wanderings: 1
Valen held his left paw towards where he had dropped his staff, lines of light tracing symbols etched into the pads on his fingers. the staff leapt from the ground and flew into his outstretched paw in a burst of light. the raccoon faltered.
Long Overdue Gifts
I noticed the same glyph as on the scabbard etched into the blade of the sword, and when i pulled out warding flame, it was almost exactly the same.
August 5: Pure, Ephemeral, Beautiful
Just one more time, i looked and etched this scene of the fireflies into my memory. juuichi-san turned to me. "would you like to come back here again before you head back to the city?" "no. by the time i return, there won't be as many.
Some Kind of Monster: Prologue
He turned around and the dog-faced troopers in olive-drab were already upon him, bearing their rifles with hateful glares that he could actually feel etching into his consciousness like miniature daggers puncturing his throat. they wanted him dead.
Phase 3 - Vertigo
Tall life-like statues of long deceased dragons, saurians and other breeds lined the dual paved pathway, their historical deeds etched in stone at the base of their feet.
Write it Down
Pose for him, so he could ... etch them, burn them into place? was that too much to ask? "you gotta calm down. don't worry so much. i thought you were doing better." "with my anxiety?" he asked, the words coming as a question.