Malakye's ability to dodge and weave round those attacks was almost awe inspiring. he weaved left, stepped forward and spun to the right.
Clean, Dragolf, Dragon, Elemental, Fighting, Hybrid, Malakye, Story Progression, Story Series, Violence (Not In Yiff), Wolf, Zangarian
Lurking in the shadows creeping up on her she felt as though something was sneaking up on her she looked up and turned her head seeing a wolf crouched in the woods she toke of at a gallop away from the predator running as fast as she could turning weaving
Horse
Up ahead, weaving and bending in the wind, were two intertwined oaks, discernible in the darkness only because of their unique shape. sarah had seen them many times when walking these woods.
"sarah!"
Ander, Anthro, Clean, Fox, Novel, Story, Wolf
#1 of tamaranai kyuui
tamaranai kyuui
(intolerable peace)
a cool breeze blew across the midnight air and the moon beamed down through the trees, dancing and weaving through the leaves before lightly touching the ground.
Dragon, Fox, Kangaroo
Finally a safe distance away bobbing and weaving through the trees and across the narrow streams that fed the forest i was just running, afraid to stop, afraid to look back, with the thought that i was going to die deeply imbedded within the confines of my
Action, Adventure, Character Development, Dragon, Fantasy, M/M, Soulmates, Trouble
Tears filled his eyes and her buried his face in the moss blanket that tammy had made for him when they were little kittens, just learning how to weave.**
cats
I weave my way through the throngs of furs at their lockers, desperate to get out of school and start their weekend.
i turn into an empty alcove, and walk to the very end.
twist.
twist.
twist.
my locker swings open.
Dream, Fox, Kissing, M/M, Prologue
Truthfully, it had been years since she'd used one, and she knew she'd be the slowest in the room--but she made no mistakes, even subtle ones, in her weaving.
Character Development, Fantasy, Female, Fighting, Historical, Japan, Medieval, No-Yiff, Plot Development, Samurai, Wolf, swords
weave your plans in darkness
if you wish, but know that
nothing escapes farsighted
gaze of the eagle.
come with swords, with
lances, with fire. nothing
escapes the mighty griffin's
ire.
he has the courage of a lion.
Griffin, Gryphon, Poem, Poetry