Kill or Die
Ichy and dil paled. "i gave you chance after chance to kill them!" he stalked even closer. "but you failed and failed time and again! no, this time i won't give you another chance!" he bared his teeth and was ready to move in for the kill.
Meet The Guardians: The Fashionable Fencer
pale flesh that seems to dearly need sunlight, but, rya has more than enough sun. he's just..pale. he has more than a few tattoos on his body, four in total. one is on his neck, and is a cut in half heart, that was done with dark pink ink(rya approved.)
Recovery..
The sea of red around me lightened to a pale pink, and then whitened even more. the noise grew so loud it felt like it was being yelled in my ear.
The World's Protector
Leonard closed his eyes, but when they opened again a few seconds later, amber rather than pale brown in the iris, they were no longer his.
A Walk Above the Tombstones
That's when it broke from cover, its dark fur a solid shadow across the pale white snow!
A December's Night: Rudolph's First Flight
Their heads were bowed, recognizing their new brother as rudolph galloped out of the stables illuminating the pale snow in a blood red glow.
Amber Silverblood: Rogue Wolf, Chapter Forty Seven
Dex and i were both on our feet in an instant, spinning around to see the pale skinned, black eyed face of hendricks peering at us from a shadowy portal that had appeared in the wall behind us.
i dreamed
And joy and places of glory and by clive's hand a world unbound in brent's dark realm, another found i dreamed and dreamed and dreamed again and words flowed to and from the pen scales and claws and wings and tails fur and feathers, dark and pale
Heligoland
Or maybe it's a pale, tired, steganography: moderate, becoming poor, violent storm 11. burning up, drowning, torn by wind, and all i can manage is to tell you southwest gale 8 to storm 10.
There's no tide on the lake (Otherwise Untitled)
The pale blue sky above was an endless spread of soft lack of features as the rodent sighed.
Tired Eyes
The sun breaks upon a pale face with long and tired eyes. light but dark, much like a marsh it is often wet, seldom dry a husk foes rise from its guard in darkened cloth it is garbed with a forward lurch, it starts it's search.
Crimson Eyes
In truth she was in fact just a sad belle, when she lived in such a frightful pale hell.