Ander - Chapter 5, Subchapter 68
Something warm dribbled from his nose and flowed over his lips and teeth, something bitter. banno wiped the back of his hand across his muzzle and (no surprise) it came back soaked in blood.
Ander - Chapter 5, Subchapter 29
Blood slowly dribbled from the corners of her mouth and joined the streams flowing down her neck. the knife in her chest was moving slower now. "lana, you shouldn't talk anymore, okay?
The Book of Warlock 6. Confliction of interest.
"yes, my lord," he replied hollowly, walking with heavy clawed feet towards the ancient parchment that the rodent was dribbling fervently over. a knobbly knuckle with tapered claw skewered the papyrus. "everdwell!" "of course, your lordship."
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 161
Blood dribbled from his mouth and flowed into the dusty cracks between the floorboards in neat, straight lines. now... what now? there was something he needed to do, something very important... _find valery. she's been waiting for you.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 113
It had dribbled halfway towards the snow before hardening to a crust. "when did banno ever make any sense?" nilia retorted. "he is a creature of hunger and instinct. if there's something he wants, he goes after it.
I Applied for a Delivery Job and Got Turned Into a Flying Reindeer?! Chapter Two
Instead, he leaned over justin, strings of drool dribbling from his mouth, and screamed, _"no! it! isn't!"_ justin's mind went blank. what did he mean the major monkeytron moonbase playset wasn't on aisle fifteen? of course that's where they were!
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 30
Blood slowly dribbled from the corners of her mouth and joined the streams flowing down her neck. the knife in her chest was moving slower now. "lana, you shouldn't talk anymore, okay?
Sweet Tooth
By the time he actually reached the shopkeeper, drool was dribbling down his chin.
Green Goo (TF, Slime)
Slime was starting to dribble out between the scales, dripping down his legs and over his talons. soon he was starting to see the same thing on his hands, more and more green slime starting to bubble free and enveloping the scaly yellow skin.
ICG7: In Which There is Chocolate
Blood dribbles out of his possibly broken nose as he snarls, [nowhere to left to hide, punk.] he snorts, spraying blood on the grass, [just give up.] [i'd rather he didn't.] the pidgeotto chirps with a breathy chuckle, [i like a good fight.]
Furside - Chapter 15, The Witch and the Warrior (Part 1)
She tried adding a slight compulsion to her voice but the blood smearing her wrists and dribbling down her arms was infused with something that prevented her from using any magic.
The new neighbor
Cameron grunted and began to talk, before ceasing to swallow quickly, milk dribbling from his chin that was soon wiped off by a striped arm. "awh mom, you mean the dogs?" cameron groaned.