Jack Slyvers Bio
His free time is mostly spent by himself, scribbling in his personal journal as he reflects on the day and his findings. he also is quite the painter, though he is only limited to pencil sketches due to the lack of resources.
An Insecure Fox - Part 2/3
The tigress scribbled onto her notepad. "will that be all for you gentleman?" "yes, thank you." the nervous fox said softly. sam gave ethan a worried look before saying, "a salad?" ethan sighed. "look, it's embarrassing." "what is?"
Containment (Short Story)
He said, the lapin stirring slowly though didn't seem to be fully awake, in response the tigress scribbled private notes on her clipboard before the giraffe clicked the intercom on again "brint. can you hear me? wake up."
Snow's Journal (Entry Three)
Each item followed by a question mark; other,unintelligible scribbles trail off below the list\* caravan will be traveling to markarth soon; khajiit hopes that the road will be safe for us,and that there he may find a gift for his love,urjora~ happy
Kobold's Desk Pet
They grabbed a pen that looked to be your size and carefully scribbled some notes in the margins of a page. "ah. i see what happened. i was supposed to use a _pinch_ of that, not the whole thing..." the kobold smiled sheepishly down at you.
Teaser: The Painted and the Plain
They all heard his heavy breathing as he scribbled, the flutter of turning pages and the snap as his pencil broke. all for nothing.
The Anvil of Dawn, Chapter 7: Oroborus
scribbling the information down quickly, the mare latched onto a particular part of the sentence that stood out. "why is the purple so special?"
Sign Here (Otherwise Untitled)
~ after a bit of rummaging through a drawer full of datacarts and old pens, the mine worker located a clipboard of papers with the previous week's date scribbled across the top page, "here you go..", tossing it over onto the terminal-desk
Willow's begining part 1
As she scribbled on a peice of old paper she told willow. "it is very far from here. so to get there just keep going east from here untill you get to the city,then ask for fauna street." she handed willow the paper.
Canvas and Melody - Chapter 1 - Fixed
He held up the piece of paper he'd been scribbling on, and i could barely make out what it was beyond a blur of shades of gray. he pointed to a spot, "what color is this?"
A cute story?! x3.
Gadget may had been busy, drowned in the flood that was her homework, sitting at her desk as she scribbled away, taking notes on a story she was tasked to read and examine.
[SNEAK PEEK] Client Satisfaction
He wasn't sure how to say it out loud, clearly, and he grabbed a pen and pad to scribble down a message. the frantically scrawled words read: 'you're not wearing anything on your bottom half!' eliza looked down.