Dead Dogs Two
They were noted down as well as any biro's words were on animal pelt. sweat marred his forehead. “oh, god." death of specimen preceded by--what? he realised only too late that he'd written that down too.
Straight and Narrow
What i came across instead was a writing desk, empty apart from a biro and a small, pink book, engraved writing on the front reading "diary of cathy tarwena. hands off, mofo." the window was slightly ajar. it was perfect. oh come on, it was.
22 - Lovebirds And Explosions
"a biro. look, mate, why are you avoiding katt's gaze?" falco ground his beak the way mammals grind their teeth. katt arched her brows. "falco?" krystal turned to her.
Testing the Waters
**testing the waters** the vixen yawned, covering her muzzle with one hand as the other idly tapped her pen against a tabletop that bore the marks of decades of student use; battle scars etched in biro ink.
The time traveller:Ch. 3 - Exploring and learning
Matt was surprised that the dragon could use a pencil or a biro so perfectly, despite his claws. he was even more surprised that the writing style of the dragon resembled his own in nearly every way.