The Maid and the Artist
He was looking intently at a photo on his laptop and his canvas.
Inheritence -Chapter 1-
Fingers gone almost blue, they were nevertheless secure around the half-dissolved canvas sack.
Jamie vs Alex [standard match]
He grunted upon impact to the canvas, rubbing his neck as he tried to get up quickly before the meerkat could do anything else to him.
New Horizons - 2
She had written a note for us and nestled it carefully on a wrinkle on the canvas cloth. "what's it say?" kait asked, as i picked it up. after carefully unfolding the note, i read it aloud.
Musius & Lyricia
And may music forever convey a rainbow canvas. **i hope you enjoyed it as i did writing it!!
First Match Back
Ken flashed into motion, the now-nude kitsune bowling into his friend and trying to heave him down to the canvas and vulnerable to a wrestling hold.
The Bronx vs. The Bayou - Part 2
With one hard, fast straight right, he sent the bigger wolf to the canvas. the referee moved in for the count, the bigger wolf got to his knees, but looked down at the canvas, shaking his head.
Chapter 1: An Average Day
With the meal done and cleaned up, he grabs a blank canvas and puts it on an easel near the edge of the cliff and started painting. it is currently in the autumn season on fibuli and he intends to capture the beauty of the trees changing its colors.
Three Furs, One House
We waited a minute for him to recover, then his eyes focused on the canvas shape before him. "i knew it! it is the chevelle!" i grinned and wrapped my paws around a fold of the canvas near the hood, charlie on the rear end on my side. "one," i said.
Learnin' the trade
Arn shook out the canvas covering and draped it over the sleek black car. noticing that the canvas was dotted with sap splotches from the over hanging tree's. but confused as to why it would be... uncle pen always kept his car in his garage.
IT: Infant Tech | Chapter 8 [Comm]
Left to his own devices, strapped snuggly in a blue canvas straitjacket, and already beginning to feel the contents of his padding clamming up against his fur, bolt pouted.
Sparring with Youth
He yelped as his back slammed against the canvas with his larger opponent's weight crushing his legs.