Proof of Concept - First Chapter!
The radio crackled in response, "if you see one better, kitty, by all means move. but i reckon if the roofs are as bodgy as the streets down here that's easier said than done."
D.E1 Chapter 57: Lost in Nightmares Part II
Below their paws they could hear the crackling of dust and other particles covering the floor. the light beam of their integrated flashlights was visible due to the heavy dust in the air. "stop." husky whispered.
Vacancies for Overseers (Otherwise Untitled)
The lights of the street crackled to life; this salvage town was a place of patterns and doldrums. nothing to stand out, by design. the bar was already open; stallman made a direct path. ~ "ahoy! chuck!"
The Deliverer (segment)
He probably chuckled in the near-silent, breathy way that old men chuckle, but jeremy couldn't hear it over the crackling of the rollcart wheels. "smart boy," mr.
Introduction: Abandoned
"i..." crash; another crackle of thunder. "hate..." lightning tore through the darkened sky. "...you..." the lightning found it's victim. the world faded to black; a soul withered to nothing.
Country House
The remnants of a slowly dying fire crackled now and again as the occupants of the house sat staring at it's glowing red embers. they leant against one another, both pressing gently around a waste or a shoulder.
'Beyond the Cave' short story from Furry Migration 2016
It smelled wrong, like game meant gone foul, or a crackle in the air from the gods. a noise came from wolf's right, and she fell onto the ground. the assailant growled like her, clawing at her footpaws and grabbing her tail. it must be cub's capturer!
F.U.R. Part 4
As if on cue, a crackle of thunder is heard in the distance, "sure, but don't try anything or we will use force." david replies, moving aside to accept him into the apartment.
Just Breathe - Introduction
I can listen to the crackling of what remains of my burned out tavern and smell all of that wonderful hazy smoke as i waste away into the night. a delightful distraction from dying, yes. until i have to breathe again, that is.
The Imp
Is the snapping of branches and the crackling of leaves your own or a malicious madman? you gaze around in the darkness, unable to make out basic shapes without the small field of vision gifted by your flashlight.
Shifting Shadows- A Character Study, Odd Perspective
A radio crackled to life, and the fuzzy voice of a nowhere walking broke through the void in the creature's mind. "jaxyn? jaxyn, you all right? i heard the gunshot. what's happening?"
Elements: Ice [WIP]
Another crackling noise behind him made him look back at what he had done. a layer of ice had formed over the surface of the tree where his paws were and even parts of the ground were frosted over.