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More Flight Rising foddart ! This adorable Guardian lady is Nimue, from user FelineHearted. Thanks for commissioning me !

Fun fact : Guardian dragons are canonically huge. Apparels are scaled to the dragon picture. The cat is an apparel. So when I showed the drawing to my friend @stupefox she said "but ... this cat is HUGE !" :p

(she was right but also the customer and I were happy to ignore canon sizes)

I just discovered Sophie and feel very behind 😂

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was looking through really old stuff and i thought some of the FR art i made in 2013-14 was pretty cute!! so so wild how old these are. i don't have them saved on my current PC at all so it was good to Preserve them lol

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Welcome to the world papas crepe-aria

I enjoy this new fair game very much. I believe my strongest clan warriors would use the place for lunch or dinner after trainings

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May have posted this guy and his lore before…eh, he’s going here again! This is Llew, and he’s dealing with a bad case of the horrors.

Something taps on Llew’s window at night. Rattles the panes, even when there’s not so much as a breath of wind. Tries to squeeze itself through the broken left hand corner.

Llew tries to ignore it. It’s dead, he knows this. He killed it after all. Though that was a good few years ago now, when his eyes still worked. In all honesty, he’s glad that he can’t see it. Still, his ears work, and night after night he hears the whispers, the threats. It’s not enough to scare him, no, not quite, but it does keep him from sleeping comfortably.

That’s what it wants after all. His fear. That’s what it feeds on. So Llew hides all feelings of discomfort, of vulnerability and yes…fear. He will not give in. Will not react to the creature’s voice or presence. No matter how hard it is. He longs to move to another room sometimes, but knows it will simply follow him and begin the whole thing again.

Something taps on Llew’s window at night.

Sometimes he thinks it follows him during the day. That’s impossible of course, but sometimes, even when he’s in the middle of a crowd, he can feel something hovering nearby. Or thinks he does. He does not turn his head in the direction the feeling comes from. Acknowledging it would only make things worse.

He shouldn’t have started this. No, that’s wrong. He didn’t start this. He never meant to harm it - all he was doing was protecting himself. It attacked him. Yes, that’s right. If it had - no, if he hadn’t acted, then he’d probably have lost. It’s for the best that he did what he did.

Something taps on Llew’s window at night.