By the Queen and her court, what kind of a name is Bubbles for a creature like this? Lucifer or Bloodclaw Reddifang would be more appropriate.
It was, Odd concluded, an animal with a plan. He had no plans, other than a general determination never to return to the village. And it was not every day that you got to follow a fox. So he did.
–Odd and the Frost Giants by Neil Gaiman
Question of the Day: What are your goals for this year?
There was a picture of such a serpent in the margin. Stella studied it wistfully. It looked large enough to swallow an elephant, and had a hungry expression. A serpent of that size could easily swallow a person, an Aunt for example, as easily as kiss your hand. Several Aunts, probably. It looked sufficiently hungry.
–Withering-by-Sea, Judith Rossell
Victory zinged through her veins, sweet and bubbly as sarsaparilla, as she gazed upon her first major find as an aspiring detective-veterinarian-artist.
–The League of Beastly Dreadfuls by Holly Grant
With a quick movement, Igraine jumped onto the lion’s mossy paw, clambered from there to its mane, and sat down among the stony locks of hair curling around its muzzle.
–Igraine the Brave by Cornelia Funke
Toby would have loved living in a hotel—had he been allowed to slide down the banisters, sleep in a different bed every night, and hang around in the kitchen waiting to lick out the cake bowl. But of course he wasn’t allowed to do any of those things.