An 'Evolved-One's' Tale
Each large, tubular ear was the same pale charcoal colour, with greyish/white edging.
The Place
My wooden mini studio crackled while i wiped my paws parched of charcoal. i had finished the last drawing i needed to sell at the night fair in the capital.
Butt Boy Bitch
The older polar bear growled as he stroked his fat charcoal black cock.
Memory Leak (Synth TFTG)
The material didn't merely subsume his spotted fur and meld his shirt into the charcoal greyness, though.
...Ride A Cowgirl
Though he couldn't see them from this angle, he knew very well what was hidden at the moment from his eyes; the velvety black scrotum, home to a pair of balls as big as his own and possibly bigger... and nestled in her crotch, a charcoal black sheath housing
Chapter XVIII: Story of an image
After all, he had even used charcoal in the most recent phase of his artwork. the wolf did not know whether he felt emotionally or biologically drawn to the properties of the burned wood.
A Christmas Memory
Laurie caught hell when i explained that santa wasn't real, and that my mother had put a giant, crumbling lump of charcoal in my stocking.
Chapter XVII: Images of a story
Besides, i don't have charcoal, but i do have crayons for you. maybe a change of material will help you." the wolf sighed. "to be honest, i really don't feel like drawing.
Vilous Summer
Light gray and charcoal grey hairs greeted him as they slowly rose from his arms, growing longer millimeter by millimeter out of his skin, the charcoal stopping just a tad beyond the elbow.
Blueberries's Snuffie contest 1: Spit roast
He gets the job of getting the massive charcoal pit to glow red hot while i prepare the meal, working quietly and unobtrusively off the side of the camera.
Prologue..
I was nineteen, a slender, but toned wolf, charcoal grey in colour, blue-eyed and sat in a pair of black pyjama bottoms, a paw-print emblem upon the one thigh. the bottoms had been a present from the white tiger asleep in the bed across the bedroom.
Lord Attlebrush's Dinner
Lord attlebrush's well-formed figure rested comfortably upon satiny scarlet pillows, the snowy-white fluff of his chin barely brushing a slender charcoal paw that some renaissance master might have sketched; his hanging eyelids half-conceal, half-reveal eyes