Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 166
His right arm was still lodged in banno's mouth, but his left was free, and he raked it across banno's back, again and again.
How To Invoke
Hands clawed, you rake the totem objects out of their fussy alignment, into a dragon's hoard in the middle of your folded legs. if they're really magic, what do measurements matter? they're either truth incarnate, or they're not.
A New Light -- Chapter 9: Lights Out (NSFW)
It slugged him with enough strength to paint his jaw blue, claws raking his cheek. it was so hard that he staggered, yelping in pain.
Chaos' new form
The yips from silverine getting his back raked coupled with the roars of pain from severn suggested it was an even fight.
Born This Way: Chapter 14 (Part 1)
Something slammed against my shoulder from behind, the rake of claws ran along my shoulder blade and back, but all that mattered was the wood crumbling in from my weight as it gave way.
Playful Packmates
He lumbered towards heather, i lept at him, my claws, small though they were, raking firmly against his back. he turned, swinging his great arm at me, but i followed around behind him as he moved.
A new school year CH 2.
The backyard was covered in leaves 'soon i'll have to rake' i thought. my house was painted a light green with a oak door. i unlocked the door and opened the door the familiar scent of home comforting me.
Past Life Ch 1
The wolf slowly stood up from the bed, raking his claws over his fur as a replacement of a comb. the wolf's slender body is well toned, unlike the muscular lion on the bed.
That Gay Goth Dog: CHAPTER 10: The Band Of Friends (part 4)
**weep for yourself, my man,** **you'll never be what is in your heart** **weep little lion man,** **you're not as brave as you were at the start** **rate yourself and rake yourself,** **take all the courage you have left** **wasted on fixing
Love Lost, Chapter 5b: Reflections, concluded.
Prisoner w3917 raked in his pot. raked being an appropriate verb, since his right hand was rather deformed and half-paralyzed around a large and grotesque scar. he looked up at the television and scowled at the creature he saw.
THE BODY AS ITS OWN HOSTAGE
I feel only talons that rake my ribs, the butterflies beating between my shoulder blades, the bouquet of teeth blossoming beneath my hips. my body its killer and hostage, but the doctor asks: "are you sure it's not stress?
Monster I Have Become: Ch. 4
As he sailed over me, i felt claws rake over my back. i turned around and pounced on his back before he could turn around. i raked my claws on his back and head over and over. at some point, my slashes turned into shadow claws.