A Grunt's Revenge
She had started when rhyperior charged her and her tails slowly gathered sunlight as she continued her weaving through the rock pokemon's terrifying attacks.
Downtime - Ch. 6 (MHO)
Ritual or weave stuff, i take it?" "aye, gen'rally," aelana said. "most o' it's best left alone." "only 'most'?" lykou asked curiously. "weel, some is fairly harmless.
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.
Miklagard (Teaser)
"perhaps, or perhaps some skillful trick of elder times," telu replied, clutching a stray tuft of her mane and weaving it into protective locks.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.