Chapter Four, Memories Fond and Fearful
The dirty gnarled hands reached for her, getting closer. aimee stood there, paralyzed in fear. the memory of the girl's face kept swimming before her. \*skritter, skritter, skreet skreet!
A Lamb Among Wolves Ch:13
Her stomach groaned in response, effectively blanking her mind of the sudden fear in exchange for gnarling hunger. the scent was now aiding to pull her along as she followed closely behind her mate. "that smell..."
Dragon's Paladin: Prologue
He tried to not pay the gnarled wood any mind as he landed softly among a collection of ten mortal knights, all of different races, clad in full plate armor.
Lonely Oak Chapter 24
They passed lots of withered trees, their black, gnarled branches like frozen lightning bolts captured and stuck upside down in the ground.
Scales and Honor: Swirling Storm: Chapter 25
Fremra let out an intimidating roar as she pounced at the siigonis man who was holding his gnarled staff at the dragons.
WindSwept, Chapter 3
Flora looked around cautiously, but the only things around were us and a few age-gnarled tree-like plants amid the spiky rock formations. she shakily stood up, licked a gash on her arm, and looked around again.
Ander - Part 4: Subchapter 31
_no, he can't know what really happened to mom_, valery thought, looking down at the little bits of hay scattered about; some straight, some broken, some bent and gnarled, all of different lengths.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 130
Like he promised beneath that gnarled old oak tree behind ander's house. but danado didn't smile back. he simply stared at her, a small frown on his face, and slowly shook his head. but why?
Ander - Chapter 5, Subchapter 78
She pointed a gnarled finger at the mountain as if in accusation. "it started the moment that fox stepped foot into our territory! it's because our homes, our lives, our very souls were defiled by her presence!
With Catlike Tread--Lynx TF
The warlock chuckled as he took out a gnarled staff with a bone amulet hanging from a beaded thread attached to the tip; slowly and gently, the elf began to wave it at noven.
Chosen of Ashura 1- The God's Touch
He withdrew a gnarled hand from the folds of his sleeve, revealing skin as black as her fur, dotted with a myriad of stars and swirling nebulae floating about in his unnatural flesh.
A Patient Death 02: Let the Dead Judge
Open plains might be more honourable, more suitable for storybooks and fantasy, but breeze would choose a thick, uneven gnarl of a copse any day over that - plenty of opportunities to surprise your enemy, and an unfair fight was one he liked giving.