Genghis Khan Easy Drawing Novels & Stories

Enthusiastically, she went home and showed her family the drawing. "This is Daddy, Mommy, Grandma, Uncle Linux, Aunt Lily, Uncle Johnathan, Uncle Anthony." Holding her drawing up, she showed it to everyone. It was a family portrait, and she was introducing the characters one by one. "There is also Cash, Penny, Fly." With sharp eyes, Nathan immediately noticed a green eyed character with long eyelashes in the drawing. Solemnly, he asked, "Who is this?" It was too obvious. The drawing almost summarized all of Klaus's characteristics, green eyes, long eyelashes, and long legs. Although the drawing was very abstract, Nathan could recognize him with just one glance.

Even his mannerisms sometimes shocked me, seeing her in the things he did. “Dad! Look!” I leaned over, both of them putting their drawings on the desk. Smiling, I saw what clearly was a 4 year old’s drawing. Though Zain’s was far more understandable than Xander’s. “Is that a grey wolf?” They both nodded furiously. “The one that plays with us in the clearing.” “Sometimes he comes and lets us climb on him.” My eyes narrowed. We didn’t have any white or grey wolves in the territory. Not even my father showed his age in his wolf, still being his rust brown with maybe a sprinkling of grey around the muzzle and ears. I wondered where they got the idea for a grey wolf.

“Who did the artwork?” Junior perked up a little. “I did. This one’s a dragon. See the teeth?” Nevena leaned in slightly, squinting. “A fire breathing dragon. I love it.” He pushed out a real smile, “Can you draw?” he asked. “Stick figures and crooked stars. But I’m a fast learner.”She replied with a shrug. Unhesitatingly, Junior dug in his backpack, pulling out a marker, and handing it to her like a silent invitation.

"What does your new friend look like, Heidi?" Heidi proudly lifted her drawing. It was a crude, childish sketch of a very tall figure standing between two giant green trees. The figure was colored completely in dark gray and black crayons, but the most unsettling part was the face. Heidi had used a bright yellow crayon to draw two massive, perfectly round circles for the eyes.

Chris laughed awkwardly, “not as much hidden talents, as working at a school and having to do art projects when I started. I can draw some animals. See if you like them?” I shrugged, “let’s see what you fucking got.” Chris went to draw some animals on a paper to show me, while the rest went to work and painted the room pink. April said it was a light pink or what ever the fuck the color is called. It was pink. Suddenly Kane came up with the brilliant fucking idea to look up templates on the computer. “What about like butterflies? Or ladybugs? Or dragonflies? Those much be easier than a whole animal?” Kane said.

In just a short while, two adorable cartoons were sketched out with simple brush strokes. Gu Lichen could see at a glance that these cartoons were based on him and Zhong Keke. "Let's do it like this." Zhong Keke finished the drawing and handed the pen and paper back to the stall owner. The stall owner was amazed as they looked at the drawing. Then, they replied, "Okay, you can pick them up in a week. These two dolls cost a total of 220 dollars."

Such a childish and girly tantrum. I covered my face. This was truly embarrassing. It was a good thing that I am the only person seeing this. I could not let Lucas know that I have such a habit before! This would be my secret until the day I die! "Mom, look here! I draw myself and mom!" My mother and I looked at the drawing book. There were two stick figures on the paper. The taller stick has long hair and a big smile with very long lashes that expand longer than the ears. While the shorter stick has twig tails and a small smile.

She was somewhere around seven or eight, completely absorbed in whatever she was drawing, her tongue pressed to the corner of her mouth in concentration. I lowered myself carefully into a chair near her, mindful of my ribs, and looked at the paper. The drawing was full. Not in a crowded way, in a deliberate way, like she had a clear picture in her head and was working her way across the page with intention. There was a dragon in the top left, red and blocky with impressive teeth. Below it, a woman in a red cape with a pointed hat on a flying broom, carefully coloured with a orange crayon. To the right of that, something with fangs and a dark cape that I was fairly certain was meant to be a v

I replied as I reached down to stroke Little Hayden’s head. Hayden rolled his eyes at me but refused to comment anymore. I started working on sketching Hayden focusing only on his face down to his chest area. To practice both versions, I outline two sketches. Personally, I found the realistic version easier than the other one. I mean, how am I supposed to make Hayden look better than he already does?

All the she-wolves seem to have a curvy body, a large bust, and the ideal buttock size, which makes me wonder why Connor chose an uncurvy and ordinary-looking human girl like me. Dalia, his sister, was a younger image of her mom; she looked 18, and also her husband, Beta Amir Grage, was considered the third leader of the pack. He had short, wavy brunette hair and eyes that make you think of the clear blue sky whenever you look at them. As I extend a hand to lastly shake Dalia. She spoke out angrily, "I can't pretend anymore, Mom, knowing Connor's stupid action is endangering our pack."