Reaching for the Stars - Chapter 14: A Cup of Tea
The wolf looked down to the ground smeared with blood from his mouth. when he felt another hand tugged his tail, he lashed out and punched them as hard as he could. he gasped for air, his tongue lolled out and licked the blood on his arms.
Last Chance - Prologue.
It hit the wall, and left a bloody smear where it hit the wall, as it's skin sloughed off of it's muscle. it righted itself, and it walked toward grey, unhinging it's jaw with a sickening pop, amd opening it's mouth enough to swallow grey's head whole.
Food Alert
All it had taken was lazily smearing a paw along the button he always wore around his neck, and there it was. that voice would get him more food, keep him gaining, and most importantly; get him more food.
Ander - Chapter 6, Subchapter 49
She reached up and grabbed hold of her hair, smearing his blood all over her head.
Serious Ceno
Each shift does have the effect of smearing ceno's fur with sweat from jevin's foot so even after only a few minutes in the wolf's boot the bat's pelt is pressed to his flesh and scented very powerfully with a mixture of wolf and bat foot-musk.
Hypnovember Day 26 - Luck
The ribbons and smears of colour clashed and mingled with each other very pleasingly, and there was no chance of the squirrel averting his eyes. "ahhhhn..." maple groaned softly, delighted by the display.
chapter three. a new day
She remembered her brother walking in to see her covered in strawberries her fur matted with smears of juice and ice. "trigger... how do i work this thing?" she asked giggling.
Sci-Fi Game Demo
A hazy window smeared with grime seems to show the outside world, but all you can make out is darkness speckled with tiny dots of light. "what is this place?! who are you?!" "pelai-3, containment hall, deck c-2... i am atima-46371...
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Twenty
Mirelle wiped her eyes with the back of her hands, smearing tear-moistened mud. “will you be my friend?" mirelle's jaw dropped. she looked frozen, as if he couldn't possibly have asked her a more shocking question. revaramek regretted it in an instant.
a poem for sass
Muffled cries gaining speed and pitch spurring me on she is mine no one elses again and again i hear only her muffled cry as she struggles uselessly against her binds i have her many times in many ways my seed dripping from her womb my pride and joy smeared
Dragon Soul-Chapter 12
She smeared some blood that was oozing a bit from her cut with the same paw that made it. when she appeared to be ready for...whatever, she lowered that smeared paw of hers down till it hovered in front of me. she advised, "just hold still."
A Frozen Embrace
Once the pain dulled, i swiped at my face, swatting away specks of snow and smearing half-frozen snot across my chapped lips. what animal could make a sound like that? it wasn't a bear. a wolf, maybe? could i fight off a hungry wolf?