name:
Rukia
Story:
Rukia scampered towards her parents, " mama,papa, " she looked at each of them as she called them. " I know what I want to be in the future! And I enjoy doing that, is good in that and I don't need to study to do it! " They crouched down to her level, and chuckled. Her mother asked gently, " What is that sweetheart? " Rukia giggled, and replied happily, " Being an artist!" She didn't see their stunned looks, and opened her sketchbook, she flipped to the 2nd page. " My best drawing so far, I have learned simple shading recently, so I tested it out on this. " Rukia wrinkled her nose happily, but as she raised her head, she could see sad and stunned looks, not knowing what to say, she kept quiet having a hunch it is best to be quiet for this moment. After a while, her father broke the silence, he said gently, " you can't be an artist... " She gasped, " Why not?! " Her mother answered her, " Being an artist isn't really a job, you can't live like that... " Rukia stared at her paws quietly, sniffing quietly. She wasn't the type to cry in front of others. " You don't want papa and mama to worry about you right? " Rukia nodded emotionally, and held her sketchbook tightly, and walked down the stairs towards her room. She couldn't understand why, she know others like buying art to hang in their house, so why couldn't she be an artist? If it weren't a proper job, it wouldn't really be called artist and alot of people are doing it for a living. Rukia pushed opened her door, and went to a side of her room, she pushed
Wip
Art: wip
Rukia
Story:
Rukia scampered towards her parents, " mama,papa, " she looked at each of them as she called them. " I know what I want to be in the future! And I enjoy doing that, is good in that and I don't need to study to do it! " They crouched down to her level, and chuckled. Her mother asked gently, " What is that sweetheart? " Rukia giggled, and replied happily, " Being an artist!" She didn't see their stunned looks, and opened her sketchbook, she flipped to the 2nd page. " My best drawing so far, I have learned simple shading recently, so I tested it out on this. " Rukia wrinkled her nose happily, but as she raised her head, she could see sad and stunned looks, not knowing what to say, she kept quiet having a hunch it is best to be quiet for this moment. After a while, her father broke the silence, he said gently, " you can't be an artist... " She gasped, " Why not?! " Her mother answered her, " Being an artist isn't really a job, you can't live like that... " Rukia stared at her paws quietly, sniffing quietly. She wasn't the type to cry in front of others. " You don't want papa and mama to worry about you right? " Rukia nodded emotionally, and held her sketchbook tightly, and walked down the stairs towards her room. She couldn't understand why, she know others like buying art to hang in their house, so why couldn't she be an artist? If it weren't a proper job, it wouldn't really be called artist and alot of people are doing it for a living. Rukia pushed opened her door, and went to a side of her room, she pushed
Wip
Art: wip