Last Flight of the Kithrasain
It sat there, motionless, for another forty seconds, then vanished again with another dark slipspace ripple.
Hunting the Visitor
The space here is rippling with afterflows of the rift. that's surprising consider the jump is days old. but the fact that it is here tells me things. for one, there are no claw marks on the trees.
Making things right P4
Yuki sighed quietly, resting her chin on her forelegs as she gazed at the rippling water. for so many years, she'd only cared about surviving, about forgetting. but now? now, all she could think of was tasuke.
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 29: Polished Welcome
The banner above the arch rippled in the sea breeze, gold letters catching the light: **welcome, new citizens!
Loveless Incantation: Chapter 25
Silken black feathers cascade along her arms and shoulders, their sheen catching the dim light, each movement causing them to ripple with an unnatural grace.
Desire and Elegance
A ripple had distorted the image. and beyond that, another set of ripples came. and beyond that, another. i felt dumbstruck for a moment, when i suddenly realized the source of the ripples. stones. stones had been skipped across the lake.
The Raccoon in the Moon
The face of the moon, it rippled and swam, high in the sky over river and dam, where eagerly peering, paws in the mere, waited raccoon a response to appear.
Deep in the Web
A wind rippled through the cave, the webbing swaying from side to side and then bunching together, gathering up into the outline of a giant spider head.
To Be Somebody...pt3
The ground...it was rippling. just as he was about to walk closer, something stopped him. other than the ground was rippling, there was something wrong. it was as if his greatest fears were coming from it.
Chronicles of Lunaria: Chapter 1
"yen, ken...i want you both to go protect the rest of the village, none of these will get past me," said wyth lightning rippling around his body.
Shasha's Slumber [Commission]
No longer blue, but a golden beacon-like yellow, with rings of purple flowing through them like ripples in a pond. or were they golden ripples in a purple pond…? a fascinating question, one she suddenly felt very keen to learn the answer to.
Marry Me
I feel my own tail swaying, rippling back and forth in the warm summer air.