Ripple Leather Vs Smooth Leather Novels & Stories

He held the vest up in front of her. “Yeah, it’s organic leather. It’s all one piece and sewn together with organic leather thread. It’s custom-made for me. “Organic leather is the only thing we can shift in and out of. The leather works with the werewolf skin and just sort of melts into it and sort of turns into part of the skin. Everything else we’ve tried just rips apart. Organic cotton kinda works too, but only a little bit. It’s tricky, so we just stick to the leather, even if if the material doesn’t really breathe.

Bins full of nylon webbing, silk ropes, heavy metal chains. I ignore the metal. I want something that won't leave me limping the next day. I find a wall of leather cuffs. I dig through three different pairs before I find the right ones. They’re thick, heavy black leather. The outside has sturdy steel D-rings. But the inside is lined with dense sheep's wool. I run my fingers over the lining. It’s soft and absorbant. It's a massive contrast to the brutal hardware on the outside. I hold them up to Kir.

I chuckle a laugh, also loving the grating sounds of my razor nails scratching the thick leather of the couch with a cruel smile playing on my lips. "Let the games begin.”

This was not like any ordinary leather. Afar it looks flexible and rubbery but when met with force, it hardens and sends every weapon back. The harder the impact and the greater the force, the grander the bounce and repel. For the enemy to cause damage to one wearing Claw Leather, as Dylan called it when he gave it to me yesterday evening, they’d need time to reel it in. But time is sparse when we’ll always be at alert and striking length. He gave a short introduction of how amazing it was and his contributions to its production… I’m very sure the Zeta did most of the work anyway.

"Who knew leather could be this comfortable?" "It's imperial leather," I told her, pointing at the intricate silver engravings. "My father told me the capital produces the leather themselves, it's as hard as steel but feels like silk." A loud snort from behind us drew our attention, turning our heads toward the source of the noise. Cora had an eyebrow raised and her arms were crossed as she stared us down. "Everyone's at the arena already and you two are here discussing leather?" Paige made a choking noise and I sputtered helplessly for a moment before clearing my throat. "Everyone is there already?"

I pinch the side of them, rubbing them with my thumb and index finger. It feels like leather. They're midnight blue, lined with white straps that look like the colour of clear white clouds. They’re beautiful. My gaze follows the intricate patterns on both slipper legs, and subconsciously my fingers do too, grazing over them. The shoe crafter that made this must have used rare materials and spent a lot of time in making them. I mean, I may not be familiar with... slippers or shoes but I can tell, these look... ... expensive.