City of Light Chapter 22: Feathers and Friends
He dipped the quill in black ink, and pressed the fine tip to the parchment. "now..just stay still.." he said to her as he quickly sketched her with quick strokes of the tip.
Ivy’s potion, Quil’s fun
quill moaned, biting her lips to bear the burden of her pleasure and not scream her lungs out.
A Fleeting Moment PART 1 (Monitor Lizard TF Story) [Commission]
Settled on my idea now, i dipped the quill into the ink and with a confident stroke began my work. the lines flowed from the quill with unnerving ease.
Too Fast
As a result of her top most of her back quills were aimed down making it look like she had a longer tail even though it was just quill points.
Submission: By Lucifer
He dipped the quill in the ink and pressed it to her hand, "and be neat about it. no excuse for bad penmanship." ash tried to throw the quill at him, but the chains kept her from getting too much force behind it.
2 - Mutt makes a friend
It had just started to drizzle, but the porcupine knew in his quills that it was going to get much heavier very quickly and they didn't need to spend the night soggy.
A Feathered Wit
It's especially bad under your arms as the thick quills of your wings start to form. your pants hang loose around your hips, feeling as though they're just on the verge of slipping off.
No Light to be Seen: Chapter 12 Part 2
After of course he was done pulling the quill stuck in his master's shoulder. both of the poor duo were having a rather difficult time with pulling the quill out of the shoulder thanks to their both equally large and beefy sausage fingers.
Fighting the Naga
Go buy general antidotes, parchments, a quill and ink. might as well get a cart- a sturdy one, as the mountain roads won't be forgiving. get a messenger hawk as well.
Chapter 2: The Curse
Etienne set down his quill. "_what_?" "they say king damon was cursed because he murdered his brother to take the throne of poston," judith continued calmly.
The Snowy Gnoll
She rolled out a strip of parchment and pulled over a pen and quill too.
17 - A Prickly Situation
After a minute of work the quill's tip was round and it was safe to poke it with a finger. 'there.' she said and smiled. 'that's harmless enough to walk around with.' 'but i have so many quills.' said osgar. 'it'll take a lot of time to do all.'