Katniss Everdeen Drawings Novels & Stories

Now I know I won't be able to stop my friend and I quickly see him open the package, with precision and what I saw took my breath away, there were two drawings, one outfit for me and one for Liam, there was no signature, but the photos of the Ivory Woods pack attached to the side of the drawing, indicates perfectly what it was and the reference used for the drawings. There was also another smaller sheet of paper, which at first glance looked like a black shirt and normal black pants, but the cut was straighter and more formal than my suit, and if you moved it against the light, you could see that it had something that resembled a mask. This was definitely for Keenan. I just didn't have any r

"What will we draw?" "You will draw something or someone that means a lot to you, Danae. And once you are done each one of you will show and tell a story about your drawing with the rest." I gaze at the female with her long neatly groomed braids who is sat closely next to Calix as I answer her. These two are Argus's closest friends. "Can we draw butterflies?" "Yes, you can." "Can I draw my favourite fruit? It is an apple." "Yes." "What about the hut I live with mama?"

" You're welcome baby but quick question. Where did you come up with this idea?" It's unusual. " Uhm... About that." She scratched the back of her head and I almost begged God for her answer to be legal. " One night I walked into your boss's room and saw a drawing book. All the drawings were amazing but I had three favorites, the flowers, the fruit bowl and the sky. So i put them all in on since I couldn't decide which one I liked most" Hunter draws!?? That explains the talent in Louisa. And that should be the night he caught her in his room.

Cody's Pov ___________ "Beautiful…" I muttered. My pen scratched the drawing surface lightly as I finalized the edges of her lips. I sank into the chair, looking at the result of my drawing. I felt satisfied… I hadn't stopped thinking about her face over and over again and bringing it to life impressed me. I was stuck at drawing just her eyes for a long time, but now, there was progress in my sketch. It looked exactly like her…Kaliya.

There’s something scribbled onto it and my brows furrowed as I tried to make a guess of it. I had no freaking idea whatever the hell he just drew but I smiled anyway and shifted my gaze back to him. “What is it, baby?” I asked, genuinely curious to know what that misshaped drawing that vaguely looked like a round-shaped face with… hair? sticking out of it from every angle. “Papa!” Kian answered enthusiastically and he pushed up the small sketch book into my face for a clearer view, like he thought I couldn't see it properly. The smile drained from my face and my heart momentarily skipped a beat at his words.

“I drawed this for Miwella!” Mirella leaned closer, her eyes wide. “Wow!” she exclaimed with theatrical awe, taking the drawing. It was a bit scribbled, with lines overlapping and colors outside the borders. But amidst the wild pinks and greens, was clearly a giant flower with a happy sun in the corner. “This is a really pretty drawing,” Kaliyah added sincerely, smiling at Lani. The little girl beamed and swayed from side to side proudly. Then she tilted her head, staring up at Kaliyah.

Because after I was done, I looked down. I saw Angelstar, my wolf, and a beautiful wolf has a midnight color on his tail and under his chest with a shape of a paw on his chest. I knew it was a bigger guy than her and me because they were on the mountain top watching the sky. Then something came to my mind. So I started drawing on the other pad. I was underlining the picture and coloring and shadowy the part of the picture. Once I was done. I gasped and hid my flush face because I had drawn a girl with beautiful platinum blonde hair and purple eyes, but I kept my eyes on her. Oh, my God! The drawing looks just like-

I’ve never shown my doodles to anyone, my parents didn’t encourage me to draw, whining that it wouldn’t pay the bills. “Oh this is just… I was just killing time,” I say, reaching for it. Jesse grabs it before I can, cat like fucking reflexes. What is their animal? Do they have the same one? I watch with interest as she studies it. “That’s from Avengers right? Black Widow,” Jenna says, a smile on her face.

"I will help." Kai nods with the satisfaction of someone whose project planning has received the necessary resource confirmation. Then he picks up the drawing book from the chair and he opens it to a fresh page and he begins to draw, right there in the treatment room, with the focused economy of someone who has something to get down before the image leaves. I look over his shoulder. He is drawing three figures: a small one, a tall one, and a third one whose silver hair he renders in careful crosshatched lines, standing in the western quarter with the tree and the lifted pavement stone visible at the edge of the frame.

Later that afternoon, Lyanna found an old box while looking for a book. It had been pushed to the back of a shelf in a storage room that nobody used very often. The box contained drawings. Lots of drawings. Some were hers. Most were Kael's. She sat cross-legged on the floor and began sorting through them. A few minutes later Kael arrived. "What are you doing?" "Looking." He immediately sat beside her. Together they spread the drawings across the floor. There were hundreds of them. Crayon family portraits where proportions had been treated as optional suggestions.