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| Artist | palmsprout [gallery] |
| Time spent | 9 minutes |
| Drawing sessions | 1 |
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"Ever since I was a pup I have always admired the warriors that fought for are kind... I wanted to follow in their paw steps but now I regret it... I lost my mate fighting in a battle that lost thousands of brave Kiamaras" the Kiamara sniffles trying not to cry. He closed his eyes and a single tear ran down his right cheek.
He continued with his story.
"His wings large and black blocked the sun much like a Solar Eclipse the sky was lit with flames. He heaved and let out a flame that spread across the blood stained battle field I turned around to glimpse at the scene but all I saw was a horror I could never forget... Her shadow against the flame her fur flowing in the wind as the heat engulfed her. I was running out of breath I couldn't save her she was gone and if I tried I would risk my own life in the process. I dashed from the scene my pawpads burning on the overheated ground my lungs heaving as I gulped in the ash lingering in the air the smoke was blurring my vision. I suddenly stopped at a ravine filled with boiling lava I had to jump I took a couple step backs and closed my eyes they stung but I ignored the pain. I then ran at full speed and let my paws fly off the ground the world seemed to slow as the heat under my belly became closer. I landed on the ledge my claws dug deep into the ground I lifted my hind leg and pulled my self up over the side and gulped a huge breath. My helmet burned black as the ash covering my paws. My orbs started glowing brightly as I healed my self a relieving rush but yet I had the urge to turn around I stared off into the flames on the other side of the Ravine. I lifted my head and whispered to my self "You will not be forgotten" I turned around and continued walking.
He twisted around and grabbed his helmet he slid it on his head "Though this helmet has been here for almost 70 years it still fits like a glove" his old face lit with a smile as his blind eyes stared at his grand daughter.
Dropping out, unfortunately. I'm going to be focusing on my new JBD, instead.
Gifting my art to xNikkiex for her form, and the second piece to Reina's owner as well.


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