Pulling with all their might, ander and garten fought for control of the spear, locked together in a deadly tug of war, the crowd cheering and stomping their feet.
although he was caught in the red mists of rage, ander knew he couldn't keep this up.
Ander, Anthro, Clean, Fox, Novel, Story, Wolf
Pulling with all their might, ander and garten fought for control of the spear, locked together in a deadly tug of war, the crowd cheering and stomping their feet.
although he was caught in the red mists of rage, ander knew he couldn't keep this up.
Ander, Clean, Fight, Fox, Garten, Hezzi, Novel, Serial, Story, Wolf, shekka
If i no longer had anyone to throw me a squeak toy, or play tug of war, i could at least wander around a bit and feel the wind on my face. as long as i could stand being on my feet that is. i'd developed my own waddle out of necessity.
Collie, Dog, Fat, German Shepherd, Golden Retriever, Mobility, Obese
Qwark and ratchet had begun a game of tug-of-war, in which they substituted a rope for a rather large, juicy ham. they growled at each other like wild animals, attempting to intimidate their opponent.
No-Yiff, Ratchet, r&c
tug-of-war!' all at the same time."
"i know, it's rough. but could you just try to keep still? don't make me get out the neck-cone."
"i've been threatened with that one-too-many times, doctor," i said.
Character Development, Fanfiction, Freefall, Medicine, No-Yiff, Sci-Fi, Wolf, artificial intelligence, nurse
of war
tsume pov)
the opponents that she was taken on we're both faunus wolf boys, their speed was hard to pinpoint when they came to attack as they held the weapons of double steel blade one of them can control wind as the other control electricity
Anime, Fanfiction, OC, RWBY
#4 of writing group challenges
okay so i was bored and someone gave me a prompt to write so this is what i chose to do with it.
prompt: two forces vie for control of influence over something in an evenly-matched tug-of-war.
7/21/1950
dear mom,
i am sorry
1950, Bear, Coyote, Dark, Puma, WritingGroupChallenge, letters
Ander looked down at his kids, still holding his fingers, lightly pulling his hand like a miniature tug of war, and nodded. "okay, but i don't want to pull them apart."
"then we'll do it together."
Ander, Anthro, Clean, Fox, Novel, Story, Wolf
I yelped excitedly as the merciful feeling of the mud's angrily retracting grasp slipped down my waders; nathan tore his right leg from the bog and stomped backwards, roaring through gritted teeth as this grotesque game of tug-of-war between him and the bog
Boots, Collie, Dog, Labrador, Male, Mud, Ocean