Stumbling through the forest, needles whipping at his face, he came to the edge of a cliff. He shook his head firmly, sure that there was something he had forgotten, but his thoughts were too vague and fuzzy and, as the dark shapes of Kronadors burst through the trees, he did the only thing he could think to do. Segavax jumped.
A little bit of my story that goes with this pic


I didn't get his markings right, but hopefully the next one will be better

Design by Neara
Art (c) Me