The Other Dragon World: Chapter 10
It was carrying a broken bow, and it also had some markings near his rosettes, stained with blood. it was breathing hard and in the verge of death.
6. New Ally
Its golden fur is covered in rosettes of black spots. unsure what she is supposed to do, she reaches out with her other hand and takes the costume off the rack.
MoonDust, Chapter 11
Pain pulsed through her head and jaw, but somehow being able to fix her gaze on the faint rosettes dotting his tawny gold cheeks made things seem better.
Tick Tock
She blinked down at her bare limbs, silver-grey and dappled with white rosettes like that of a king cheetah. they did not look like her legs.
Splintered Light, Ch 1.2: After the Sun Sets
A few short, feathery clouds hung in the air above the horizon creating small rosettes of pink amidst blazing hues of golds and oranges as the sun dipped into the ocean.
The Spots Don’t Lie
"semi-round, brownish rosettes. quite uniform. you should be proud of them." "i am! you're just reading them wrong." "the spots don't lie." i stormed out. old cats live in houses on the ground, so that part worked out well.
A Patient Death 03: The Gift of Guilt
He was a vicious bastard, but his beautiful, rosette-patterned coat was undeniably majestic, the thick ruffles of fluff wholly free from the stains burdening his conscience - if he truly had one. roland hated it.
Planetary Warfare
Later, both manned and unmanned aircraft would enter mass production around the rather isolated gould belt where earth was located and the rosette nebula region.
(Writing Prompt) When "anyone" becomes "someone"
He stood bare-chested, fur rough from the salty air, with faint, darker rosettes scattered across his shoulders and back. he wore simple sailing pants, cinched with a leather belt that had a pair of sheathed daggers hanging to either side.
Mistress of the Mountains
The highdeath family was proud and strong, her white fur with rosette spots marked her as one of the elite snow cats with that name.
The Dragonslayer's Quest
Below those vast wings her smooth flesh was striated with blues, greens, and aquamarines interspersed with rosettes of red or ocher or orange in the manner of a trout. quite pretty in a deadly, predatory way.
Sexist Windows
The rosettes and spots in my thick grey fur were the same shade as the dark window, looking less like camouflage or decoration and more like gaps in my being. thunder rumbled.