Chapter XVIII: Story of an image
Ignoring the ordinary grey colored pencil, the wolf settled for the only black colored piece of chalk and took it in his hand.
4 : BlindSighted
Elliot dropped her pencil, and looked around, very startled. no other furs had heard what he said, not even cecil. elliot seemed to be relieved by this. "no," she said still wearily, "i don't."
You Are Leaving the American Sector
Her smile became more wistful, and she set the pencil down. "ah, das war vor über zehn jahre... it is over ten years. very friendlike, americans."
The Fire Dance
I left my notebook and pencil alongside my backpack as i was pulled to my feet by several hands. nusartu and the two vixens hauled me over to where the others were dancing.
Character Profile: Megumi
She can form one giant craft, or form as many as 99 small ones (she tried for 100, but came up short).as well, her arms contain small hand cannons, looking like banded-together mechanical pencils, of which shoot pencil lead.
A Father's Love, Chapter Four
He sat across from me in one of the chairs and picked up his book and pencil. again the sound of his pencil scratching on the paper filled the room.
Star-Crossed Lovers (Part 1)
He felt a gaze raise the hair on his nape, and almost dropped his pencil mid-spin. looking up, he expected to see ms. miller's perpetually annoyed eyes staring back at him.
Theresa's First Time
She cursed under her breath; she was out of pencils. she got up and walked over to the desk, figuring janice wouldn't mind if she used some of her pencils.
Always
The wall itself was covered in childish drawings done in pencil and crayon, and stories scrawled on paper. one of the drawings was of a salamander human hybrid, who looked slightly my age. he had blonde hair, amber eyes, and skin as blue as the sky.
wander ~ Chapter 3
Tony stopped writing in the middle of his last name, pencil tip still pressed to the paper, but then continued a moment later. i looked up again: mrs.
Senior Year: An Axel and Isaac Story
_'kay... planner, notebook, highlighter, pencil... pencil... pencil?_ he sighed, realizing he didn't have any. he turned to the desk on his right and whispered, "hey, sorry, can i borrow a...!"
The Two Brass Rings (part two)
The wolf said almost immediately as he held a bunch of pencils in his paws, reaching over to grab jakes book bag. "are you okay?" jake finished. "never better, why do you ask?"