The Wastes (Teaser)
That much done, the drifter then drew out a morphine hypo needle and a chemical powder that had become known around the wastes as "fix-up", which promoted very fast wound knitting and healing, from his courier bag.
Hard Headed
He knitted the bone back together, then the flesh, and then took care of any damage beneath his paw before pulling away. "better lucky than good," kessan said, sitting up and forcing louvel to scoot back off his body.
The Fuzz: Chapter One
It was a tightly knit group, but they were a warm and caring bunch. they welcomed her with open arms. she had even gotten used to the light hearted teasing that most new people recieved.
All The Above
Some of its forehead plume started to become encased in frost from airborne moisture, then clumped together as the frost crystal expanded and knit the hairs together- finally the front portion flopped down and formed the ice bangs of a glaceon.
Trio: Chapter 2
All he was wearing was a roughly knit hide loincloth and a single cord of vines spun for small animal bones to be hung off of over the right shoulder.
Curse Part 3
My flesh began to knit back together as soon as she pulled her claw free but it wasn't fast enough to keep a fair amount of blood from running down my back.
Filling the Void - Chapter One
Victus took his hand back and searched in his pockets as his mother stretched a knit cap over his head, but he came back empty.
The Odyssey: Act III
He sat up blinking, before rushing over to the wall to once more pry apart the knitting and peer out; before them lay litore town. it wasn't as grand as tribus city.
Resolutions - Part 5 - May
"i knitted the scarf myself and i translated some of your poems into italian and french," i said as she pulled out the scarf and some pieces of paper. "thank you, that's so sweet of you," she said cocking her head and i smiled back to her.
Gap Year: Planes and New Beginnings
After sliding past the old woman who was doing her knitting for the umpteenth time, i sat down and buckled my seatbelt. "why'd you change seats? you hate the window seat." i said. "you clearly do too or else why would you be constantly getting up?"
Secret Santa
He probably shouldn't get anything too sappy, like a scarf from one of those companies that knitted garments from your own shed fur - and he'd left it too late for that, anyway. on the other paw, his usual fallback of a gift token was too impersonal.
The Truth
Over on the right-hand side of the room, there appeared to be a tight-knit group of other badgers with their heads put together. he made his way in that direction, hoping they'd be of a similar mind to himself.