Lost
Her skin tingled and numbed from the cold, her wet hair clung to her face and practically froze to her skin. the falling snow started picking up, slowing turning into a blizzard, limiting her sight to only a few meters away.
On the Grape-Vine
Shaking his head, freji picked up the fallen bear-skin, and then the spear laying against the tree-trunk nearby.
Slayer's Redemption: Ch3 Approval
My skin was turning red, and leather straps were forming around my arms and legs. i was starting to look like a fangmon. the fangmon in my hand began whimpering as he finally blacked out.
Terms of Service - Chapter 4
What was revealed beneath his feathers wasn't soft bird skin but rugged, muddy green skin like the goblins! feathers rained down all around him as with squawks of horror, wings flapping frysco lost it! he had to get away from here!
By Paw and Claw
Then her fingertips, her sharp claws began to move, dragging themselves oh so lightly, oh so delicately over his skin.
Earth: The RPG Player's Guide
**skin** what your skin's covered in. another feature that guides how you'll adapt to different environments. these can be combined, although hybrids will receive less benefit from multiple skin types.
The Last Days of Autumn
Scales once a brilliant bronze were now ragged flecks of mud, unevenly covering his body with more and more of the flaky, crumbling skin showing beneath. bony hands clutched the seam of his sash, shaky in their movement. "mistress?
Skinwalkers, Chapter Two
Almost immediately, the white fur receded into her skin. her hoof softened and, with a feeling almost like she was unclenching her entire foot, expanded back into the proper appendage.
Day 10 - Storm
Shocks ran over his skin and a metallic taste filled his mouth. the next moment, he was not only wumanok the old orc, but also raik the condor. his unseeing eyes replaced by the bird's sharp ones.
The Interviews - Wulf Draqnis
Compared to canids and nekomaras, they have scales all over their body instead of skin and fur and can sometimes have features like horns, wings, and some are born without legs.
Request/Trade story - Juno's Story
An army of fine flexible needles sprouting from my skin and obscuring it under an ever thickening forest. until only fur remained were my skin was once visible.
Twilight Fading
Lord knows my skin's not going to do it. it's a stark contrast between being 'in' and being 'out'. the method of payment has always been one's creativity.