Fruit of Knowledge
I wait eagerly for the reply, craning my neck towards the hall. "well, i once heard that man say his son was useless enough to be a good candidate for dog chow." oh. oh, shit.
Shaded Trail
My neck craned enough, i turned back to continue my regular walk before i felt my foot contact with something. i look down and see a small box. the psychic must have dropped it. i pick it up and examine it.
NM #2 ~ Sitting
He didn't have to crane his neck. stillness fell over him, slowly sneaking away awareness of his body, bit by bit and aided by the warm summer air.
Ander - Chapter 2, Subchapter 31
He even craned his neck back a little as her tongue flicked over his chin, allowing her to get every last speck. "there, all clean. isn't that better?" her cub made the cutest little sound (eh!)
Trading Places
The little lupine froze, craning his neck up to find an intoxicated smile plastered across tirrell's muzzle.
Ander - Part 3: Subchapter 29
Nilia craned her neck and ander looked down at her eyes, staring back at him from her upside-down perspective. they were green. very dark. pretty. "let go of me, you bastard!" she yelled, startling ander so badly he almost did just that.
Keeper of the Forest
He got to his feet unsteadily, grunting as he hopped to the earth and stumbled backwards, craning his neck as he stared up at his handiwork.
Against All Odds: Part 27 - ...Relapse
Nathan stood up to his feet, his neck craned up to meet the wolf's eyes from the mattress resting at knee-height. "maybe it'd be better if you call them--" "no."
The Breaking of the Mask
I was able to crane my neck ever so slightly down, to observe my handiwork. a horrible decision. my legs both lay twisted, barely submerged in the water that couldn't be more than 4 inches deep.
Laugh of a Child
Joshua craned his head back at me, beaming at the ironic statement. at this point, he was caught halfway between sidewalks. halfway between worlds.
Middletown Dreams
All those long hours with his neck craned over a computer screen gave him constant pains all over and adam's once-athletic and muscular frame had been wracked by five years of this sedentary hellhole into a paunchy canid with folds of flab where muscle used
Bui's New Slave
Confused, niven tried to crane his neck to look at the buizel but as always. his body refused his commands, "what do you mean slave?!" ignoring his question, the buizel pondered. "no...