Sundog - Chapter 2
They continued north, the scent of boar getting stronger, but still faint enough that the men's odor would not be detected.
Jesters Chapter 1
I hope my artwork isn't sullied by this... repugnant odor." arwen giggles at that. "don't you worry about that. you can just call it part of the experience. after all, art is all about sensuality. scent is all-too-forgotten by you painter types."
Wild Rose Country - Chapter 3
The musty atmosphere was still present but the odour of wet dog had intensified slightly.
First Contact
The ship gave precautionary warnings of oncoming life signatures in the form of a distinct odor that filtered through whenever a water-like substance surfaced from the control panel, popping out a droplet before reforming back into the metal which spawned
Murder at the Speed of Life, part 2
He made a rapid series of sniffs, sampling the odor of the guns, like any scent-reliant animal. officer o'hare squeezed the water from his cap with his free hand. "this is no usual speed freak," he observed.
Vivat Draco
The scent of it had reached ferykhor's nostrils and he suppressed a twitch of displeasure at the spiky odour that depicted it as a female.
Those Bygone Dog-Star Days - Chapter 35 of 37
There was the smell of water and somewhere underneath that, the odor of sewage. \*\*\*\* i pulled into the unlit alleyway where i had first met kat in person. the door to infinitá was propped open with a bent piece of wire.
Forest Keep 15
It would not do to have the maids wondering what the funny odor was and asking annoying questions. walking over to the ewer, he poured a basinful of water and sharpened his razor slowly on the strop.
Fennecs are Short (Otherwise Untitled)
She couldn't quite untangle the mess of odors, but the fennec was pretty sure that stale coffee, burnt hot dogs, cheap cigs, and some amount of milk were the prime constituents.
Voyager: Chapter 4
I was met with a rather powerful odor and the sight of a brown paste. i missed that first dinner that crane had made when he had saved me. that was quality food, unlike the stuff that i was now scooping into my mouth.
A Bronze Rising: Scenting
Underneath, however, the skin emanated a sweeter odor, much different than the hot, sulfurous smell of a dragon. it was different too from the scent of a deer, less mossy and softer, more subtle. i inched my neck a bit closer, intrigued.
Gildedtongue's Story Book II: Purgatorio - Chapter 1
Gildedtongue's nose crinkled at the odor of poorly maintained teeth and an all too healthy lust for cheap whiskey. "it seems that the main door isn't accepting my card." gildy said, holding up the rectangle of plastic between forefinger and middle.