oh gosh I've always loved that scene what an honourr. I guess I was sorta imagining the same vibessss thank you so muchhh!!
Ship art of my OC and her wife :D
SkyWing is my OC Carmine and the SandWing belongs to my friend @Phiebo_ on Instagram
on the final episode of burrow's end at this very moment here are some insane little children
Here is the Febroary Art Challenge list for 2025!
What is Febroary? Febroary is an art challenge where the goal is to draw wild cats, big and small, every day for the duration of the month February. Both as a fun exercise and to draw awareness to these beautiful animals.
I have once again put together a list with a wide variety of wild cats of all sizes, as well as a few where you can decide your own wild cat to draw.
I know drawing a wild cat every day is a lot. So if you want to take your time feel free to do so! It is all about the fun of drawing Wild Cats and bringing awareness to them. Be it a sketch, a doodle, a painting or some other form of human creativity.
If you @kitsumeo in your post I will be sure to leave a comment and will try to share your work when able.
I won't be endorsing any AI Generated work, I find this disrespectful to real artists and AI images devalue the beautiful art and photo's that exist in the world.
I hope everyone who picks up a pencil or other tool will have a great and wonderful time creating wild cats during February and beyond.
May your Febroary spirit inspire others and bring awareness to these beautiful animals!
Rough Foetic Sketch
Just some Mudwing sketches because I love them <3
some quick concept doodles of the hunt avatars in the wof au
Day three, snow leopard! Since I'm more familiar with how this cat looks I decided to play around with a different style with no line work and using an oil pastel brush for the main part of piece.
SO SORRY FOR ALL THE INACTIVITYY i've been mining around and working hard on my toyhouse for the past few weeks !!!! i'll try my best to get back into posting more, so here are a few adopts ive got sitting around in my toyhouse as proof im still alive & kicking !!
lionblaze, shadowsight, and the prisoners they released
It was lovely. Her and her favorite dragon in all of Pyrrhia, together out on the ice. She was teaching her how to swim and capture polar bears. Everything was perfect, but… she wished that she could wrap her wings around her every time she shivered or her breath fogged in the air. Yet, she was an IceWing, she ran just as cold as the air around her. It would only make things worse. She was never one to wish that she was a different tribe- IceWings were objectively the best, after all, have some pride in your tribe, Icicle!- but she just wished that she was as warm as the other tribes, that’s all. To protect her from the frigid cold, from the harsh wind. Blanket her wings around her, shield her from the rest of the world. Icicle watched as Sora stamped her feet, trying to warm up before diving back into the water. Even the way she braved the cold was captivating. Icicle has never felt this at ease with another dragon. Everybody always expected so much from her, being a First Circle next in line for the throne and all. Nobody has ever treated her with kindness like Sora did. All soft around the edges and shy smiles. She was quiet and expected nothing from her. Back at home everything was sharp, orders and expectations weighed heavily on the spines along her back. Icicle never expected to like it as much as she did at Jade Mountain, especially after finding out that she would be roomed with a Mudwing of all tribes. But after getting to know her more, Sora made everything worth it. She didn’t know it was possible for dragons to show her so much kindness before this. She was so lucky to have her as a clawmate. “A MudWing, seriously?” The vision melted away. Icicle did not respond. “I mean, really, how many MudWings have you killed in the war?” Icicle remained silent. The scene changed around Scarlet and her. A field of dead dragons, MudWings and IceWings alike. A mosaic of blue and red painted the turf. Smoke and decay permeated her nostrils. The smell was impossible to forget, even all these years later. Red MudWing blood stained her claws.
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A quick scene from what i hope becomes a longer fic. I haven't written for WOF in 9 years now, and i havent reread the books besides skimming book 6 for this so who knows how its gonna be lol
i need to reread 6 if i wanna continue this because of the plans i have so...