Minimalist Dog Ear Tattoo Novels & Stories

“When you were fighting with those people, did you notice that they had identical small tattoos on their hands?” Derek thought for a moment and then tore a piece of cloth, he mixed it with the muddy water on the ground and then drew the tattoo as he remembered it. Derek showed the cloth to everyone. The whole group of people gathered around the tattoo canvas to discuss. “It looks like this is an animal.” "Yes! Is it an animal with two horns on both sides? Rhino." As soon as Otis finished speaking, Derek hit him on the back of the head. “Stupid, the two sides of a rhino are ears, it only has one horn.”

He had sharp features and his jaw was set with his mouth in a straight line. His pale, pale blue eyes seem almost translucent, even in the dark atmosphere. Dark blue flecks were randomly sprayed throughout his iris, but other than that his eyes seemed nearly translucent. She wondered for a second if they were contacts before Terra noticed something else strange about him. Dark, thin lines of a tattoo marked this inside of his wrist. Terra felt she couldn't move as the big, black dog brushed against her legs, trying to separate the two. The man's mouth curled up slightly at the corners in a smirk as he saw the fear set in Terra's face.

I was at a loss for words. It was an Alpha wolf similar to my dad's but for two differences. The first was the Bright shiny green eye color and the second was a wound on its ear like a cleft or tear and she put this Alpha wolf in a red and pink heart surrounded by blue and purple flowers and it was so detailed and amazing. it's not too big or too small, and it was below her shoulder above her left boob. So because of the placement, she had to remove her bra till it healed.

But I was at peace when I saw the kids were taken care of in a parental manner. I flinched when I scented earthy musk and decided to investigate. It took me thirty seconds to find Ian. He was smoking in a corner, hiding from plain sight but there was something strange. He was backing me and was shirtless. The strange thing was the large tattoo, well made and designed, on his back. It almost looked unreal. It was the head of a cheetah. Its eyes were blue and its mouth was open, with powerful teeth protruding from its muscular jaws. You could see the details of its whiskers and spots were visible as well but in lighter shades of black.

I smiled and hugged the flowers as I look at my reflection in the mirror. I'm wearing a beige loose office blouse and a plain black trousers. My hair is short again, I don't know, I won't let her fall out now. Every year I get a haircut up to my neck. I tore it off and held it behind my ear. I saw my sparkling piercings greeting me. I also felt the metal on my tongue because I had already returned my tongue piercing. I also have a minimalist tattoo on the side of my left wrist. It's just a little cursive and italic Harrison's. I just got bored when I visited Brent’s studio the other day. And yes, Luke still did. He's smiling ear to ear while doing it. That brute.

My eyes never left her back as I searched for it. Well, fuck me. It was hidden so well. She had a mural that was very detailed. Her mark was of a wolf head, right at the base of her head. It was an unusual spot to be marked but it’s not impossible to mark anywhere on the body. Most people marked on the collar bone so it was easy to show off. I guess if you are trying to hide it… She had matched the colors of her tattoo to make the marking. It was done so well that I never really paid attention. Though, looking back, her hair was done for the majority of the time. Very rarely was it up. “You didn’t need to rip off my shirt!” Jasmine tried to cover herself but failed.

As my eyes follow his neck I find our mark sitting there like the most beautiful tattoo with its simplicity. The triple moon sits on our neck, the outlines clean and crisp. Inside the full moon sits two paw darkened paw prints. Three stars connected by thin lines rest above the full moon and waning crescent. Tracing the image I enjoy watching Damon shiver while I whisper, "it's beautiful."

He looked to be in his thirties, well built, and had minimal tattoo work done. "Hi, I'm Karen. What are you thinking about getting done today?" I tried so hard to focus and listen to him but damn if my mind didn't go back to the naked brothers in my bed. I wonder if they are still there and waiting for my return. Anticipation swam through my body as I grinned. I was thankful that the guy just wanted a small piece done; a paw print and his dog's name written in cursive across the paw. Easy and adorable. So I got to work so I could go back to my apartment and hopefully to the brothers.

They finally picked out everything. They went with a fox terrier set of ears and remote vibrating butt plug fox tail in brown and white. Becky's collar was slim, black, silk padded leather, with a small bone shaped lock. A metal engraved plate on the collar said "McLoed Family Pet." Her dog tag was engraved with her pet name, well the cleaner version, though they agreed her real pet name was fuck puppy. They had the tag engraved "Love Puppy".

The second one is under complete surveillance and third one is only for the staff which only includes alpha and their betas. “Look he had a tattoo on his trample.” Asher pointed out and zoom it before showing it to me. I turned my gaze at road briefly before turning back to screen. The tattoo was of a big wolf eating its own tail. I have seen it somewhere. But where? “Reed watch out.” Asher shouted and I blacked out. The sound of glass shatter dropping in the background.