Dra-Kun... The Dragonic Wolf
I could feel something new weave its way through my fur. a cool sensation traveled along my small body as air touched me for the first time.
A late Night Dinner
Heck it might even be weaved in the creation legends, some omen of the end of days. they had enough of them to fit it in somewhere. it was still a bad haircut. although it wasn't the hairstylists fault.
Izumo and The Forest of God-Prologe-3:Years Ago
It was a formulation of another dimension that seemed to have been created by a being, not just a person, by weaving light together. he was exceptionally outstanding among the men in the village, but at that moment, he had never been more realistic.
The Elder Scrolls: Foxfall, Fruitfall - Vol. 3 of 4
The phantasms faded and phased, weaving through the fabric of time. events known and unknown dragged the argonian all the way past wonder and into a fierce desire for comment.
CH 3. Confrontation
.\*\*\*\*\*\*\* kade drove quickly, adeptly weaving in and out of traffic. he sucked down the camel and stopped abruptly at the red light. _10 blocks to naomi's_. thoughts flashed in his head, last night, naomi on the cam.
Ex Marks the Spot
Peter saw a powerful motorcycle in chrome and carbon fiber, with a familiar rider, weaving between crowded lanes. "found them." "confirmed, peter, that's the target ahead. be careful."
An Anthro's Tale-Chapter 19-American Truck Challange
She managed to weave through the rams and jeeps,but the drivers of the ridgeliners were having none of her passing. they kept close together,denying dj the space she needed to pass. the first turn approached.
You Told Me
Wandering a little way down the street, i weaved back and forth indecisively, glancing at the windows that were still lit. main street. the shops had closed hours ago but the pubs and food places were still open. i was hungry. could i eat?
Ashling
I weave my way through the trees, but everything i try he keeps up with me. i step on something strange for a millisecond when i am flung into the air, trapped in a net. as i am trying to escape, the man walks up, and pulls out a gun.
Prologue: Troubled Dreams
Through the canopy (and cockpit displays), the pilot saw the enemy spin and whirl, almost impossible to follow as it neatly dodged every single blast of bright red fired upon it, while the pilot's craft moved just as quick, instinctively dipping and rolling, weaving
Goodbye, Tomorrow; Chapter One: City of Lights, City of Death
Katz moves to the right, stepping onto the crowded street, and begins weaving through slowly-moving vehicles as drivers hurl insults and obscenities towards him.
Rocky Mountain Times (Chapter 1)
And, as always, the four peaks of the resort rose over the buildings, trails weaving through the lodge-pole pines. jen reached the end of the commercial district and turned left.