Splintered Light, Chapter 6.2: Kaumaka
The jackal caressed the handle of his kosu... or what he'd heard the stone tribe call a 'hatchet'... but ash-moon had seen hatchets, and they were nothing compared to his kosu.
Chapter 3
Arnold turned to justin, observing as the second-year student picked up his trusty hatchet. "how do you do that?" arnold asked "you just... know the weapons." "it's cause i'm awesome!"
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She nodded, swallowed and took the hatchet. "so. ready?" k辿l closed her eyes, waiting for the pain to come. s辿la took a deep breath, rose the hatchet and let it fall down. blood gushed all over her face and chest.
Dark Destiny - Chapter 3
A hatchet? maybe even a sword? we got to the blacksmith but it looked to be closed up for something, father looked at me and saw my expression change from excitement to disappointment.
Untouchable: Chapter 24: Bursting the Bubble
"or hatchet body spray," tanner said. "i don't have time," xander said. "make time, if not for sean then do it because it's indecent to smell like that in public," paul said.
Tribal Encounter
He hoped that the tree he finds is not to decade, he walks for 34 minutes and finds a downed tree that looks fresh and able to be used for a seat at the fire so he began to chop at the tree with the hatchet.
The Broken Heart
My black and blue boondox shirt stuck to my damp fur and my black hatchet-man bounced against my chest as i walked.
The Broken Heart
My black and blue boondox shirt stuck to my damp fur and my black hatchet-man bounced against my chest as i walked.
Hell Fights Back prologue - Hi-Octane Mind Trip
While xander was distracted, lexi buried a small hatchet in his tailbase. he yeeped satisfactorily and she blew a raspberry at him. "so there!" xander chuckled and tossed the hatchet out somewhere behind him.
What Lies Beyond the Walls, Book II: Chapter 1
The ferret who slew him breathed heavily, panting as he carried his cutlass in one paw and hatchet in the other.
Wages: Chapter Two
It certainly looked like he was going on an expedition of one sort or another; he had bought a large hunting knife, a hatchet, lighter fluid, a large sheet of canvas, and other various odds and ends, the likes of which he paid for with money from a bank in
Jenny
Oh well, hatchet body spray it is! throwing on his chosen clothes, the blue jeans, the white shirt, spraying himself with one paw, trying to fix his hair with the other, he was ready in about 10 minutes flat.