Lightning
A tangle of voices molested his ears. "what should we do? get the police! i've never seen this before. how's the girl doing? she's fine." from the sound of it, a crowd had gathered. they spoke at once like some sort of multiheaded monster.
The Analogue Cat
Your parents were grown in the wombs of human women who needed the money or wanted to do something shocking, but you were conceived the natural way, if there can be anything natural about the tangle of dna that makes up a pet, your sire and dam carefully selected
Watershed
She had only been a head of fur in a mass of tangles and had lived the start of her life as insignificant, worthless.
Serval and Sheep Prologue: Exhibition Match
The jacob sheep, snout now lowered into his chest, violently twists his head to the left, causing his tangled upper horns to steer the ibex's movements and throw him into a loss of balance.
It Came from Beyond the Pines
Great pines poked above the clouds of wispy fog that drifted across the trees, dimming his surroundings as max trekked through tangled underbrush and vaulted over rotting logs.
Bound In Beast Flesh -- Aperture
All the while, you feel squirming sensations, throughout your body, as if it were a tangled mess of growing roots, trying to shift and find their proper place. "it is... uncertain. how many bites, did our kin inflict upon your flesh?
Creative Writing Prompt #1: Subject Analysis
The end strands of his hair lie in a tangled mess, clumped together and all facing in a hundred different directions. ~bhscorch
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 147
A wolfess, stumbling around in a daze with half her scalp flopping down over her left eye, her hair hanging in her face in sticky, crimson tangles. other sights far too gruesome to even contemplate.
Ander - Epilogue: Subchapter 9
Her eyes were closed and her hair was hanging down in sweaty tangles, but her chest was rising up and down in a steady rhythm, and in her hands... ander stopped breathing. even his heart stopped beating, it felt like.
Bound In Beast Flesh -- Unfair Fight
The gypsy focuses her attention on the floor, and binds your legs with a tangle of roots. you step over several, having prepared for this in former rounds!
Graystripe x Silverstream
His breathing was heavy, ragged, as his fingers tangled in silverstream's soft fur. “i can't stop..." he murmured, his voice hoarse and laden with desire.
City of Light: Chapter 45
Back was the laboratory sprawled out before him, the tangled mass of beams and various machines.