Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 29
Maybe her heart knew that she would never go outside again, that she would never run through the forest or bag her first deer, that she would never fall and scrape her knees again, or climb the trees and get her claws all gummy with pine tar, or try to grab
I'm Sorry Tigress
She grabbed her pillow, placing it over her muzzle and screamed a muffled scream, letting out everything, and then tarring in two causing the cotton fly out, some of them landing on the fuming tiger, not that she cared one bit.
Keeping Secrets
Nate was a slender fox, his fur ranging in color from a burnt sienna to a neon orange, and his ears fading to a beautiful tar black at the tips. he stood about five and a half feet tall and couldn't have weighed more than a hundred and twenty pounds.
Carter Wolf - a Fall from Grace , Part I
And everything smothered in a layer of crimson tar. quinn nodded at me, then tilted his head upwards. "he took the dive from up there; eleven stories." "who is he?" i asked. "tracy gill.
468 The Last of the First Ones
The mixture would have eventually crystallized and her flesh dispersed amongst the tar, a cat shaped bundle of bones in bitumen, to confound some later explorer. it was only luck that saved her, and luck of the sort only a crazed dragon could pull off.
Fallen Angels, Part two - Falling From Grace
Everything was smothered in a layer of crimson tar, including the interior of the prowler. "he missed the car by inches," quinn looked up at the tall building in front of us.. "he took the dive from up there; eleven stories." "who is he?" i asked.
Dreadnought
Darquebane looks around for something to throw at him and finds barrels of black tar powder a very thick explosive goop. pulling out her arm she levitates a barrel and smashes it into his face.
The Dark Masquerade Part #01
"it's like tar." "just hurry up so we can go." he lifted the bottle slowly and twisted the cap on tightly. when he was sure it was secure, he held it up for her to see. "nothing to it," he said.
Fallen Angels, Part three -Scratching the Itch
I lit another cigarette and inhaled so deep that every alveolus was sweating tar. when you're seeing things, _winston_ and _pall mall_ are your two best friends. they ease the symptoms and never change on you - or abandon you. "come on, man! change!"
Never Ending Skies -Part 3-
Bones stuck out of the tar like ooze, though dyed so black it was nearly indistinguishable from the sludge.
The Legend of Spyro: Path of Delusions Book IV Chapter 9
Momentarily it began to boil and become thicker until it resembled nothing more than tar. her eyes widened, she recognized the creature the moment it dropped its slimy husk.
Windows to the Soul - chap. 13-14 - by Skyfox
It will take us just over three tar to arrive at arfurah." sarah thought briefly. "three tar? that's...just over ten hours, i think. how fast are we going?"