Rittwolf

“The coppery stink of blood combined with the sickly sweet smell of rotting leaves, and the result was not pleasant.”
― Graeme Reynolds, High Moor

“this creature moved on all fours. Long, pointed ears lay flat against the monster's head. The long, tapered snout was wrinkled into a snarl, lips pulled back to reveal two rows of razor-sharp fangs. Muscles moved like liquid beneath the layers of coarse, black fur. Terrible clawed feet, each toe ending with a black, curved talon that wrapped around the stairs, splintering the wood.”
― Graeme Reynolds, High Moor

“The Wolf curled his lip in distaste, eyeing the raft as if it might lunge at him. "You expect to reach the End of the World on that? Do you know the things that live in the River of Dreams? And we're not even at the nightmare stretch yet."

"Aw, is the Big Bad Wolfie afraid of a few nasty fish?"

The Wolf gave him a baleful stare. "You wouldn't say that if you'd seen some of the fish in the Deep Wyld, Goodfellow. But more important, how will you ever reach the End of the World if I bite your head off? (The Iron Knight)”
― Julie Kagawa

“Black lines of shadow oozed from around the edge of the window and spread like diseased veins across the wall.”
― A.D. Trosper, Bound by Time