Puzzle Piece
Ronnie simply smiled, though wearily, a look of concern etched onto his features. "we're going for a walk, mate." ronnie said before pulling the fox along with him, out of the diner and into the city streets.
Wasteland Survivor – War - ch33
Opening the box he revealed a pair of long knives each a good foot long in the blade, white-blue runes etched and glowing down their sharp length.
Blotches - Can't Come Clean Unless You're Dirty
Rage at it's purest etched onto the hyena's face. he cocked his free paw back in a fist, and with a tug of the string he swung. he popped the tiger dead in the jaw and knocked him back into the couch with a thump. "whoa!"
Some explanations are in Order
The image of him changing into a dragon etched into her mind. adala sat back down next to kirie quietly. "so...that dragon really is...?" asked the dragoness. "yes, that was anthony" replied the leopard. "is he?"
Mirror Maze: A Cleansing Release of Unheavy Thought
The weak whimpering of someone who had run out of answers that is forever etched into the back if the wolf's mind. the sounds of the river grew louder as pete made his way around a corner.
Serval and Sheep (Chapter 17)
But now, seeing yet another reminder of this truth, a reminder etched into the very lifeblood... he realizes that somewhere along the way, somehow, he forgot what he was. he thought he was beginning to understand her.
Deer fight
The revelation inge had at that bar, that winter night, would forever be etched in his memory... because he was about to ruin everything. "dude," said the moose to the caribou, breaking a moment of silence at the table, "like, what's up with you?"
Realms of Valeron - Chapter 13
The words 'frost-touched' sat there, pale and etched in blue. the cleric was on his feet in a second, throwing a quick healing spell her way. gunnar sighed, sadly. "they got you too?
Moon Is Mean #1
In his clutches was a black and red pokeball with the symbol of a person etched upon. "this is for you," he offered, "instead of just getting rid of the trainer, why not keep her as your own personal pet?
In the Service of Mystery (Pt. 7)
I could just make out words etched into the surface. 'there's something written on this.' i said.
Breathing Life--Chapter Two
My sharp uneven breathes etched intent into the blackness between us. he leaned his beak onto my shoulder. i rubbed my cheek against his soft plumage. my paws moved to hold him against me.
A New Life (Part 6)
He took the book, a thick, dusty old tome, wrapped in a leather binding with strange symbols etched across the spine of it and on the cover. "here we are, 'the arcana practatorum'.