The Fox of the Frozen North
The cool air gave no comfort as the fox traversed the ground, sensing naught but the chilling breeze that wisped all around; this arcane, frostbitten landscape was what he called home, a desolate place of solitude with endless miles to roam.
Motel Pool (Otherwise Untitled)
~ the wolf skeleton gave a comedic shrug as it tittered away into wisps of blue and linda, wearing only his heavy leather belt that now bore a holster, became visible standing to the left of the gryphon.
The War's Remnants
The snow outside flying into the bar like the white wisps of the soulless bar patrons returning to their bodies.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 161
Thin yellow tendrils in the red, like wisps of smoke. but at the end of his claw... something different. a different colour. not red or yellow, but grey... a tiny spot of grey... there was something pounding his shoulder. hammering.
Heart of a Wolf
wisps of cloud drift by miles above me in the vast canvas, already daubed a diluted dark blue, ready for the artist to raise their brush once more to begin the rolling landscape of lush green hills, perhaps some grazing sheep or cattle in the foreground.
Seeing Double
From what he could tell the female, most notably a tiger, was a double d cup, hips that you sink your claws into, and sported a dark chocolate mane with a wisp of crimson tucked to the left side. was he dead?
Making The Most of It
She was also small, about the size of a medicine ball, but not nearly as small as the tiny feline wisp, who was only the size of a softball.
Hypnovember Day 30 - Aftercare
The fog had mostly faded, but he could still feel faint wisps of it swirling in his mind. if he fell onto his back, he'd probably fall asleep again.
Breath of the Wild
Its pucker was large and wrinkled; link blew a short wisp of air towards it, which caused it to erratically wink. the lizalfos made to move away but link reached around and gave the lizard a reassuring stroke.
Reawaking
He could only imagine that the door the master bedroom was open, as the wisps of scent hit his nose before he was even halfway there.
Moonless Night.
Snowy wisps filling my view, clouding what i seek. wanting what is lost. my heart seeks what it misses, a faint touch from his. the cold void growing, consuming what is now left. broken is my soul. is there no hope left?
Seekers Tale Part 42
Slowly the attacks seem to wear it down as the area around is soon saturated in its black ichor and wisps of darkness float in the air no longer returning to the central form.