End Point
weaving and laughing they leap heights and dunk. smaller white furred cubs stand on the sidelines and cheer them on. dotted amongst them all are other furs - perhaps mates of those who played with such energy and skill.
Bound In Beast Flesh -- The Unlikely
When she catches sight of this development, she grins for but a second, as if the story she is weaving has taken on a new purpose--one you suddenly share knowingly, with your fellow beast-kinsman.
No Shift- Intro
Sewn together with the thread of fate, painted upon by the brush of imagination, weaved in the never ending stream of time.
Don't Ask the Compass (Otherwise Untitled)
The more senior engineer was crouched down, prone with her stubby beak gently pressed against the elaborate weave of her prayer rug. the soft murmuring of prayers went on without interruption while peter slipped into the room to wait patiently.
Sacrifice without Gain is pointless
Now to finish this we drag ourselves into a single being and by doing so force our timelines to weave themselves into one. do any of us actually think we're going to survive?" i already knew the answer, but i just wanted someone to lie.
Draw The Line
The husky followed her gaze and immediately reached out with her mind to touch the barrier weave facing the town. nothing else had passed through. nothing lingered along the weave's border. "you're safe. no one followed you into the woods."
The Mouning After - Chapter 22 [Part 2] (Kinyar)
He dodged my first two punches by weaving his body and stepped away from me. as i threw my third punch he stepped forward, weaved his head around the attack and threw a right at my muzzle.
Ander - Chapter 1, Subchapter 29
Without giving it a second thought, hezzi tore through the forest, running faster than he had ever run, weaving through the trees with barely any conscious effort, praying to the cora that he would reach them in time...
D&D Character Concept: Fire Genasi Pheonix Sorcerer Kiana Ashti
weaving spells into her moves, she can do anything from dazzle to disassemble a foe, perhaps granting aid to her allies should they begin to waver and have proven their worth before.
Clockwork: City of Gears
Gear driven machines tangle and weave together until they stretch down so far that everything turns pitch black and the earth itself falls away.
The Chronicles of Love: Chapter Two
Roy frowned and chased after his brother, who was weaving in a tight spiral. "i'll get your ass, kyle!" roy stated as he straightened out and aimed carefully. he was just a bit faster than his older brother and managed to catch up with him.
Rose of the Ganges: Chapter One: There is no legend
And mystical spells weave enchantment across the land. all too often the details are embellished. we simply listen to the carefree stories of those we'll never meet.