Embers of Dawn: chapter 34: Into Platinum Depths
The air cooled, shed the tang of ore and lamp-smoke, and took on something else: a thin sweetness like incense long since burned out, a memory clinging to dust.
The Storm Wolf: Gathering Clouds - chapter 7 Lovers - 7.6
The bitter tang overwhelms my tongue, followed by an oddly sweet aftertaste that makes the experience rather unpleasant.
Rub ya belly?
Albeit a little grimey, there was a delightfully fresh, sweet tang to the boy. frozen against the wolf, tsumi could only squeak, barely aware as the accountant eased to his feet ponderously, and gently eased the mog's buckled shoes to the ground too.
Burner Lullaby
He dropped the empty bottle on the seat beside himself, a wry grimace upon his face while he hurriedly reached for the half-drained bottle of soda in the drink holder to wash the chemical tang that flooded his snout.
The Hunt
That was to be expected, the rusty, brittle tang of fear, coated the scents he drew in. but any dog could smell fear. he breathed in deep, allowing his subconscious to tease the scents apart.
Bambi's first feast (Vore)
The skunk's soft flesh would have had quite salty tang to it, infused with the wonderful juice of fat and smelling of ripe fear.
Indigo Rain (Part 1)
The air had--at least to a procya--an acrid, sour tang from rubbish left a little too long uncollected, skin and fur left a little too long unbathed.
Witch Blood - 03
#4 of witch blood - published human manure should have been the first thing to sting her nostrils but instead there was the tang of freshly burnt wood. the voices of people did not call out and there were no children running by.
Lunch at King's
The sauce had a distinct tang on his tongue, and the bacon was well done. was it maple glazed? he couldn't tell for sure. the cheese could have been done without, but it was an interesting special nonetheless.
Academia - Part 1
._" his fur stood on end and he could smell an acrid tang in the air, just before a flash outside his window seemed to almost respond to his voice, in a way that should perhaps have seemed eerie.
Inhuman Traffic
Ashe felt the bitter tang seem to strengthen every time he told a wayward soul to submit. why did they question it, when it was so easy for them to do? he wondered about it sometimes. a lot of times. lying down. going with the flow. drifting.
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 4: Aftermath
The musty perfume of aging parchment mingled with the faint tang of arcane wards. axton exhaled, letting that grounding presence settle his thoughts.