Canned Goods
Squeezing past him, a dark-furred wolf carried several boxes of coffee tins in his arms. brad had been a little subdued all night, still thoughtful in the wake of his encounter with wallace.
White Nights
Original incarnations of urns such as these could have been made of anything from tin to silver; this one combined modern electric efficiency with a traditional design that at least kept the illusion of the traditional tea service.
Isolation-Excerpt 17-Asphalt
The scenery of large trees and black asphalt was soon replaced by a vast, rolling plain that was crowded by chrome pipes and white chemical tanks that were accompanied by stone smokestacks and tin blow down drums with steel flare vents as their partners.
Gray's Christmas - a CTContest entry
The buildings there were made of cinderblock, with roofs of tin sheet. there was no door, only a sheet nailed over the doorway. he motioned me to follow, which i did. there was no light in the tiny dwelling, save a single one, in a back room.
The Mayonian Pack- Chapter 11
I turned and saw three tin snow white pups jump on pross. pros groaned a little bit; being sore from earlier today. "hey kids!" he said; tail wagging. "now be careful children! your father's a bit sore." she cautioned.
Return to Oz: Chapter 2
He wished that tin man was here, to give him something to smile at. he wished that the scarecrow was around, so that they could make a plan. heck, he even wished that roro... _oh no...roro!_ he'd left him behind in the pit.
[SNEAK PEEK]Aiding and Abetting
“where’s my hat gone…” leem looked down at the floor, just in time to see the black, purple-banded top hat roll like a tin can and rest against their paw. “uh, it’s down here?” they called up.
Digimon: The Final Chronicle (Part 8)
Whereas the homes around primary village had been composed of wood, these were primarily built of brick, with roofs slanting straight toward the lake, covered in tin.
A Second Chance
I found an old tin can in one of the alley dumpsters, sat down on the sidewalk, and waited. eventually i attempted to reach out to people, tried conversing, but i was never even given a second glance.
"The Gift": Daniel's Storyline, Chapter 7.3
The voice, i realized, didn't come from the fox, instead, it echoed in my head like someone talking into a tin can connected by string to another.
Inhuman | Chapter 15: Resolutions [old edition]
His efforts to be as quiet as possible translated into cautious movements that reduced speed and quickly had him yearning to bolt forth to escape the tin prison faster.
Accompanied by Tornado Siren
That topless tower and tin-walled hovel both go down, that all the laws are soothless scrawl, that sons of man no longer care for truth. it has to happen sometime. why not now? what mankind plants, mankind must someday reap.