Hi everyone :-) I hope you enjoyed the last part. Here comes the next one :D
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After a while Arian returned with an armful of different bottles and packages.
“I did not know what was going to come in handy, so I took it all.” he folded them in front of Eunis, who began studied them. She carefully examined the writings of individual receptacles. Each contained a different amount of different fluids. Her attention was caught by one glass and brightly decorated bottle. Medicine in it was only at the bottom. When she turned, she saw neatly described by name label of the content.
“Look. Extract from Bortensis.” she smiled. “It will come in han....”
“Karmisha.” whispered Arian.
“Oh dear. I totally forgot about her.” she gasped. Arian turned and scuttled toward the house, where they left her. Eunis got up and ran after him.
“I´ll be back soon. Don´t go anywhere.” she called over her shoulder at Sankore. He had tried to sign her with a wave in approval, but then he twisted with painful spasms. Arian was standing in front of house when she caught up with him. They stared in disbelief at the remains of the front wall. Eunis felt chills ran down her spine. Her home. Arian stepped toward the door. He gently pushed them. The door cracked open with a creak and then fell to the ground with a thud. Cloud of dust was lifted from the ground. He slowly passed through into a dusty room. Eunis followed him slowly. Things were scattered on the ground. The furniture was broken and moved. It was hardly recognizable, it was the kitchen before. Eunis can´t believe her eyes. Who would do this? Then they went through the right door to her room. Arian stiffened. He stared at the pile of rocks beside the bed. Eunis go to look there too. She covered her mouth with her hand. One of quilts they gave Karmisha to the basket was peeping out from under a pile of debris. Then she turned to Arian. He clenched his fists tightly and closed his eyes. Upon his face a tear rolled down. He took a deep breath to calm himself. Suddenly the wind picked up. It blew through the empty window shutters and a ruined roof. Gently and quietly. It ruffled Arian´s hair and was fiddling with blue silk of Eunis´s dress. But it strengthened. Eunis put her hand on his shoulder. He looked at her.
“I'm so sorry.” she said, tears in corners of her eyes. Arian nodded sadly, but then he suddenly tensed. The wind abated, and then stopped to blow completely.
“What the ...” she said, but Arian had has gestured to her to be quiet. Then she heard it too. Weak scratching of small claws.
“You hear that?” he asked. She nodded. A quiet whine was added to the scratching. It was coming from under the bed. Arian knelt down and looked under the dusty wooden frame. For a moment he looked around there, then he fumbled with his hands there.
“Can you lift the bed little? I can´t fit there.” he asked her. Eunis raised the bed as high as she could, but even so, the difference amounted to only a few centimeters. It was heavier than it seemed. Arian´s upper half of the body disappeared under the bed.
“Hurry.” she insisted. “I can´t hold it much longer.”
“Don´t let go. It will be in a moment.” he assured her. After a moment he truly came out with a ball of gray in his arms. Once he was at a safe distance, she dropped the bed on the floor. Clouds of dust lifted, and all three choked. When the dust sat down, she saw what Arian was holding. Eunis smiled with a delight. Arian had held Karmisha. She was a gray from dust, but otherwise she fine. He was clutching her tightly to his chest, nearly crushed her. Eunis patted her hip. A pale green stripe of original color appeared in a gray fur. Karmisha shook the dust off. When she finished, she was again beautifully lush green. But Eunis with Arian were now whole dirty. But they didn´t mind at all. Mainly, Karmisha was fine. They came out in front of the house to take a breath of fresh air. Arian laid Karmisha down and started dusting himself. Eunis she looked at her bandaged leg. Carefully she removed the bandage and splint. Karmisha slightly stood on the injured leg. She quietly whimpered and limped to Arian.
“It looks good.” she said. “Only a few days and will be completely healed.” Arian looked thoughtfully at Karmisha that rubbed against his legs.
“I wonder how she managed to get under the bed with that hurt leg.” Eunis shrugged.
“We should go after Sankore.” she said. “I still have to look at his health.”
“That's right.” he agreed. He took Karmisha and went to the smithy. Sankore obediently sat in his place in front of a ruined smithy. He held his left arm and was saying something quietly. It had simple but nice melody. The words rhymed. Eunis with Arian sat beside him and listen to his melodious voice.
During recitation he was looking at the sky, but once he finished, he looked at his audience, smiling. Then his gaze turned to the small ball in Arian's arms.
“So this was the second emergency patient?” he asked, stroking her soft fur.
“Her name is Karmisha.” Arian said. “It´s a cub of Morphix and a good friend of mine. In the morning I found her injured, but Eunis cured her. I dare to say that you are now in very good hands.” Eunis blushed and blacksmith gave her a warm smile.
“Don´t mention it. Now I see how I can help you.”
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Please welcome our kitty-cat.
Selim belongs to the more rare species - werecats. They are not extinct, but if you see one of them, you are pretty lucky. Most of their genetic base is mostly catlike, so their behaviour sometime makes difficult to separate them from ordinary cats. Especially kittens. The main difference between them (that can be seen at first glance) is that they wear clothes. They also can talk and walk uprightly. But not everyone is comfortable with it. They have all of cat´s benefits. Good hearing, incredible olfaction, extraordinary eyesight. A lot of people are jealous about their hunting skills.
Because they are still mixed with human race, it can be seen on their anatomy and way of living. They have hands. Pretty long, because of the possibility of running on all four. Also their growth is affected by these two races. They grow up fast as cats, but they get old slowly like humans. It´s not easy to guess their age.
Werecats live in groups and patrol their territory. They don´t like visits or strangers. A lot of people were attacked by them, because they unknowingly crossed their territory. This cats can be hot-headed sometimes :-)
Now to Selim. You had not had the chance to meet him properly, but don´t worry. He is going to have really important role in this story. And because he is still some kind of mystery for you, I won´t tell everything on him ;-p Just that he is still kitten with 2 sisters and 4 brothers. All of them are older then him. He lives in werecat village in Cornwood forest, but most of his life he spends in the woods apart from his family (you can guess why... mwehehehe).
Welp... I guess this is all I can divulge about him to you, but I must admit that he is probably the most difficult character. He has realy complex personality and has some issues, but... who doesn´t. Most of the time he is torn between his cat instincts and rational human thinking and it´s not fun. Anyway if you want to know more about him, just ask. It´s possible that I forgot to explain something and if it won´t spoil anything I would be happy to answer :-D
Hi guys :-D I was thinking and I came with some new things… Because I read a lot and I know how hard it is to pick up good and ineresting book (and from now on I work at bookstore YAY), so from time to time I’ll post something like a book review about some books I have read before and some new titles… Maybe it’ll help you to decide and it’ll make this blog more interesting… You also can give me some tips at books you read and share your interest… Hope you find this interesting and have a good time :-D
Companion slideshow for the new section on WhatIsAsexuality.com: “Am I Ace? A Teenager’s Guide To Asexuality”
WHERE DO I GET ONE?!? God, it's so perfect ❤️
I NEED HIM I NEED HIM I NEED HIM I NEED HIM I NEED HIM I NEED HIM I NEED HIM
Ok... so I tought that if I would want to make more complex drawings, I would have to mark it. From now on, I’ll be using this symbol as some sort of “signature”. It means alchemy and I thinks it fits well :)
Reenactor throws a spear at a drone
I-I'm sorry but I can't stop thinking about this
It got me hooked right from the beginning <3
hehehe hooked, see what I did there :3
Title: The Property of Hate Author: Sarah Jolley The Property of Hate is an ongoing, graphic novel style webcomic by Sarah Jolley. The first page was posted in February 2012 and the archive totals 129 pages as of this writing. TPoH follows the story of RGB, on a quest to save his world, and a young girl known simply as ‘the Hero’, whom RGB has asked for help. It’s hard to summarize this one because there is so much that is, as of yet, unexplained. What exactly RGB’s world is and what is threatening it haven’t been revealed. What we do know is that it’s made of abstractions. Concepts are given physical form here. Lies, doubts, ideas, grief… all these things (and others) are living things that populate the world. Some of them are friendly, many are dangerous. So far the story is about our main characters’ journey toward “her” (Hate, I assume), and their dealings with the world’s inhabitants and each other. A fascinating read. This is a comic I stumbled onto completely by accident, and I’m happy I did. The art is nothing short of wonderful. The way that so many styles have been blended together is unique, pretty, and absolutely appropriate considering the setting. As far as the story goes, we don’t know what’s going on, and that’s… really good, actually. It sets a mood, and it’s an ominous one, if you ask me. The Hero has been through some awful stuff already, and we haven’t even met the titular character yet. Oh, and by the way, you will feel for the Hero. So, so much. All in all, it’s a well told story that gets you emotionally involved, keeps you wondering and guessing and waiting impatiently to find out what happens next. That said, resist the urge to rush through, read it carefully and pay attention, it’ll be that much more enjoyable. I love The Property of Hate. I think you will too. Read it here.
This never fails to make me laugh so hard I choke on air 🤣👌✨
Here I would like to share my interest in writing stories and drawing some ilustrations or comics. My original language is not english so.... sorry for mistakes during translations :-) All stories without link are mine. Hope you´ll enjoy :D
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