Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 23
Mateo could see the corner of a bed and some shelves inside, half-filled with wood carvings and other artistic projects. "wait here for a while," he said. "there's something i need to take care of." "what are you going to do?"
Chapter 6: On Display
Amber walked over to the sign that frost had just read and found several wood carved ornaments that were hanging from the bottom of the sign.
Kingdom of Achoel, Prologue
In his withered right hand he held a staff of black-wood carved with the image of a dragons head that he used to lean on with each step. behind him his flowing navy-blue robes billowed out, his jet-black leggings visible underneath.
Flee, Flee, Lynx in the Wood!
He became well-skilled in wood-carving and staining. mael even learned how to carve designs in the wood, at finn's careful direction.
A Snowkitten Cometh 26: There's Magic In The Air
wood carvings. statuary. modern." erin glances across the different papers, "let's go with statues. they always fascinate me." the real motive behind her reasoning remains as silent as the grave.
Self-Care for Furries: Volume I
There are many different creative pursuits to try your hand at, including some of the following: painting, candle making, engraving, baking, wood carving, singing, photography, making jewellery and so on. pick and choose. have a play.
Emperor's Shadow: Chapter 5
Towering over the other structures, beams of wood, carved with passion were strung together with thick cords of wood. thick leaves adorned the roof, morning dew glinting off their waxy surfaces.
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 14: The Glen Between Shadows
Finally, the townsfolk offered their humble, heartfelt ribbons, woven blankets, delicate wood carvings, and bundles of herbs wrapped lovingly in bright ribbon.
Sometimes You Get Burned
wood carving!" jack seemed overly excited and even more so when she smiled broadly and nodded. though her smile seemed to dull when jared never look away from his empty plate. "any other kinds of art?" turning back she shrugged and shook her head.
All Grown Up
wood carvings that he had made with his own hands. gew gaws and thingamabobs that caught the light in ways that he enjoyed watching. all of it was a part of his life. but...he couldn't take it all with him, right? so...where did he start?
The North Tower
Lightwing stood near a door bearing a wood-carved plaque reading _areopagus_ in a lovely script. "i have no idea what that means," i admitted.
Autopilot
'If work is so good for you, why don't the rich do more of it?' "Who said that?" "Some famous wolf writer I think," Fran's best friend had replied. "The same one who wrote AWOO." "I think that's AROO in fact," the jackal's roommate had chimed...