Zootopia Spirit Chronicles Chapter 4
The blessing of the primal spirit gave him the power to fight in this world. with this sword he could fight for survival instead of run in fear.
Scalie's Dance Floor
The music thumped in a primal rhythm that matched his rapid heartbeat and seemed to somehow resonate with the cry of the full moon in his blood.
Ander - Chapter 1, Subchapter 28
His mind, his being, his very perception of the world itself had narrowed down to include only what his most primal instincts would allow. he knew his anger. he knew his hatred. he knew his enemies. his _prey_.
Willing Squirrel Snack
He resisted another chuckle at that, opting instead to lean closer to his submissive guest and indulge in a more primal instinct to take a sniff at his little future food, shuddering and stopping just short of liking his lips.
Adrift
The desolate floating of everything on this rock feels like the primal birth of something voidal, gaping, and incessant. like a fly buzzing just on the outside of your perception barrier.
Savannah Blues Part 2
Not sunk into primal desires and fallen for those pretty eyes that batted him for more. and because of that he had what little pride he accumulated coming here left but with blue balls.
After the Hustle
But even on a more primal level, helpless and dependant on him in that moment, there was no fear lurking there at all. though perhaps something else. something sincere, heartfelt. something... unexpected.
Aurora: Prologue and Author's Note
I shivered, but tried to ignore the more primal impulses that came with her touch. we were still open for a few hours, after all. after a quick kiss, we resumed our tasks, checked out a few items, and made a trade.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 180
Pushing off with his good foot, ander launched himself down the stairs with a primal scream, reaching for the handle growing out of banno's back, intending to grab and twist it, or even just plough into it with all his weight.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 131
Some were using heavy branches as clubs, but most had reverted to their primal instincts and were simply throwing themselves at the wall with no regard for their own safety, all gnashing jaws and swiping claws.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 138
He saw anger, hatred, a primal desire to bite down and never let go. but more than that, more than anything else, what he saw was overwhelming sadness and grief. what he saw was himself.
New unknowns
Sex never had been a factor in our relationship; we were content more about having each other than those primal needs. it was a small surprise to me...