The troop was now close upon them; Rita could see the fierce faces, and the gleam of their wolfish teeth.
"Rita" by Laura E. Richards
Does the fact that Crockett felt wolfish all over show that he was determined to fight, or that he had real grit?
"Journeys Through Bookland, Vol. 10" by Charles Herbert Sylvester
We weren't used to be confined in a place, and it made us right-down wolfish.
"Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 54, No. 334, August 1843" by Various
Wolfish, glinting darts, vanishing away.
"The Planet Strappers" by Raymond Zinke Gallun
A wolfish growl and two of the Tatars swung over, started down to the Red.
"The Defiant Agents" by Andre Alice Norton
But the wolfish instincts of Igor were aroused.
"Historic Tales, Vol. 8 (of 15)" by Charles Morris
Odeon grinned wolfishly at that thought.
"The Alembic Plot" by Ann Wilson
And they were fastened with a wolfish glare on Sylvia's half-bared arm.
"Fifty-Two Stories For Girls" by Various
A wolfish gleam came into the dog's eyes.
"Frank of Freedom Hill" by Samuel A. Derieux
It seems to me if I could get physically tired and wolfishly hungry again it would do me good.
"A Spoil of Office" by Hamlin Garland
Cut off, out-numbered, ten to one,
By wolfish German pack
Our men like heroes fought and won,
They kept the Teutons back.
"Langemark" by Abner Cosens
Fair faces crowd on Christmas night
Like seven suns a-row,
But all beyond is the wolfish wind
And the crafty feet of the snow.
"A Portrait" by Gilbert Keith Chesterton
And never may your ear
Aught harsher hear or fear,
Nor wolfish night
Nor dog-toothed winter snarling
Behind your steps, my darling,
"A Child's Battles" by Algernon Charles Swinburne
Whose owl-eyes in the scraggly wood
Scared mothers to miscarry,
Drove the dogs to cringe and whine
And turned the farmboy's temper wolfish,
The housewife's, desultory.
"The Death Of Myth-Making" by Sylvia Plath
But this shall never be: to us remains
One city that has nothing of the beast,
That was not built for gross, material gains,
Sharp, wolfish power or empire’s glutted feast.
"Oxford" by C S Lewis