Little Wings of the Storm
Terrifying - the thunder's boom rattling my heart the crack of the lightning shearing
ch.01 The cost of war
He says to his guard as he steps forward alone and lofts his sword high in the air, he spares no words for the approaching horde as seven golden replicas of his sword split from it and take stance around him, he darts forward into the lines of the enemy, shearing
Chapter 15 - Practicalities
The bear's designs were extremely sound, considered wind shear, aerodynamics and everything. the only thing that needed to be done was the jet engine output to get the bird off the ground.
Kenoks first hunt
As the scaly green wyvern struggled against his blade the lighting sparked and crackled as he struggled to match the beast form shear strength before pushing hard and shoving it back before dealing three quick slaches its face before tumbling away.
Pop goes Chelsea!
Chelsea felt her rope bindings start to break free and she felt them shear clean and she floated higher and higher bigger than a blimp, bigger than a plane. she kept flying higher the tanks lifting off with her as the wind started to take her with it.
The Risen Curtain - Chapter 13: Magic is Real
"don't worry, i'll shear you nice and close." the wolf said, "but, i never sheared a sheep before, especially with a dagger. i might cut you a little bit, but i think you can handle a little blood loss." "n-no!"
One Week to Change: Chapter 1
A shearing pain running through my left leg, i quickly turned to inspect the damage only to feel a jolt of lightning course through me.
Book of Particles: Silver Stream Memory 1
The wind and air braced up and sheared off us making a whirl and whistle all around.
Rising Anew -Chapter 10, Old Enemies cont.-
Marcerous roared as he sheared the air with his blade. his swing was cut short by a swift kick to the stomach. "with age comes experience, with experience, wisdom. why do you still do this? you didnt have to be like this!" carnisian replied.
Serval and Sheep Prologue: SIDE SHEEP
I'm freshly sheared, so i'm not used to cold sensations yet. the smallest animal of the bunch, marcel, grips his horn in mock frustration, while absentmindedly spinning. "man, i'm jealous.
Sharp-Claw! Friend or Foe?
"oooohhh yeah, he ran crying like a little baby, in shear terror" sharp-claw replied in a smart remark, intended to get the bandit in even more trouble.
Surprisingly Interested
The rabbit stopped shaking from shear surprise. her eyes widened. "what?" "the idea of being eaten. some part of you wishes you hadn't gotten out of that coyote's throat, that you had gone down with her." "um..."