Dragonborns Return Home
Stepping inside, the smell of burning wood and dinner filled his nostrils, and his stomach rumbled, but felt too tired to get a taste of food.
Bahamut's Light: Chapter 17
The air around this place stunk of booze and tobacco, it was thick and pungent, practically stinging the nostrils.
Bahamut's Light: Chapter 1
He did try to hide it however, snapping his attention to the fort with a stomp of his tail and flaring of his nostrils. “quite right. though future tidings don’t bode well if voidwing’s first instinct is to save _himself_.”
Therian Dreaming II - New Begininings - Chapter Ten -
Kelsie's nostrils flared, as she blinked and turned her head almost like a radar dish, _car...mas... pete explained it to me, that's his car, he's home, he's home_!
Bahamut's Light: Chapter 38
He rose with murderous intent, black smoke curling from his flared nostrils. as he scanned the courtyard, sudden explosions of pain lanced through him. his haunches, chest, forepaws, and snout.
Bahamut's Light: Chapter 32
His nostrils flared, “perhaps they _should_ be.” frills flickered as she laughed, at least warming the air for now.
Two Worlds: Engagement (1)
Kevin sighed and rubbed his eyes, maybe he did dream the whole thing even if it did seem so real-and just like a smack in the face the scent of blood filled his nostrils.
Roommate
>before taking a great handfull of it and running off to your room >bent almost double over as you beat yourself off, huffing the wool like it's a drug >almost there >your whole world reduced to the wool pressed up to your nostrils and how
Dragons Lair pt 13
Myra roared and smoke started coming out of her nostrils. the commander screamed as his neck was crushed. there was a loud crack and the commanders body fell limp. michael stared at myra before looking at linx, "i'll carry him."
Dragon Reincarnation Part two
He huffed as he began to lose patience, a cloud of icy cold mist shooting out his nostrils. if mother breathes fire, what about him? if his element was fire, that would've been smoke, not mist.
Fire and Ice - Reforged -
She had been oblivious to the growing smell of his arousal, until it hit her like a gauntlet clad fist to the nostrils.
Bahamut's Light: Chapter 12
It smelled old, of oil and metal, the dragons nostrils were flaring in interest at every breath. by the time his paws touched back upon the sturdy ground his scales were tingly, everything here was ever so valuable.