Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 74
The smell wafting off of him was like the offal pit back home, where they would dump all the unappetizing bits of their kills, like the gallbladder and the hooves and sometimes entire carcasses that had been deemed too sick and parasite-ridden for consumption
Lone Wolf
The thing burst like an overripe melon, spraying chips of chitin and several liters of blue lubricant that briefly painted the sky with an ugly array of blood and offal, all the while the hordes continued to weigh him down.
Outcast - Chapter 24
Bleeding, covered in bruises and offal, and barely able to move. that morning i also had no purpose...no goal to work toward. i could have just lain there, curled up in a ball until my life drained out of me, but i didn't.
A Reckoning With Wolves
He would look out across the distant horizon as he eagerly devoured the offal of their kills, never once wondering what lands lay beyond the endless peaks. sadly, he knew those timeless early days would not last forever.
Ander - Chapter 5, Subchapter 59
Any second now, an arrow would appear in his face and he'd plough into the snow like a sack of offal. any second now... but it didn't happen. ivio was almost halfway to the tree and dan still hadn't fired. did he run out of arrows already?
Chapter the Fourth: Ghosts
His nose wrinkled as he recoiled from the stink of liquor, opium, and offal. his mother lay on her side facing the far wall, a pipe on the floor behind her. she hadn't moved from her bedroll in a week, and he was growing very worried.
Food. Food, The Problem Is Always Food
He didn't even lift his face from the offal, just loosed a growl in my general direction and continued to eat. it must have been the better part of an hour before he'd sated himself.
Chapter the Sixth: Dreams
He was desperately trying to drag himself across the ground, and the stink of urine and offal wafted up to him. it occurred to adrian what had happened: his arrow had gone through his gut and pierced his spine.
Treasured Farewells
The first impression the hatchling got of the city once inside its walls was one of stench; the clustered reek of sewage, offal and unwashed bodies assailed his nose like a physical assault.
Modern Love Walks Beside Me
offal? you're my partner and my friend. you've helped keep me alive on no too few hunts.
Darkened Skies: Chapter 7: Taste of Darkness
She winced as the gurgled half scream of the orc warrior, it was blood-curtling, like offal being strained through a sewer grate. she only guessed the wizard let them talk to fuel his need to make them suffer.
Az utolsó menedék, the Last Shelter
Zion, smaller and lighter, took far more of a tumble, though their jacket took the majority of the abuse, leaving a fluffy trail of synthetic offal behind them.