Figure I should probably make one of these, so it can be a bit of a guide for anyone visiting my page.
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Heyo, my name is NearNeko, or you can just call me Near :3. I’m a digital artist with a massive love for xenofiction, furry media, fantasy, and anything to do with animals. Prehistoric ones included (dinosaurs my beloved).
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Some personal facts below that I feel are important to know-
I’m 22 years old
My pronouns are she/her
I am autistic-
I’m a butch lesbian
I’m biracial, black and white
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‼️Minors, DNI with my page!‼️
While I might enjoy drawing plenty of silly art of warrior cats and wings of fire dragons and whatnot, I also enjoy media that isn’t for children. As a result I’ll definitely be doing art for those things as well, and that might not be suitable for children in some cases. There is the possibility for violent art (though not NSFW in other ways) to potentially appear on my page, and I don’t want any minors exposed to anything too graphic.
As someone who was exposed to way too much on the internet way too young, the safety of kids on here is important to me. So please make smart choices, and respectful of my wishes, thank you.
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All that said, thank you for reading :). Hope y’all have a good day!
God I love mudwings, I genuinely think they’re my favorite tribe. Or at the very least in my top three-
Wanted to get around to sharing an older mudwing oc of mine, her name is Mire :3. I’ll copy and paste her backstory from my original post about her over on Reddit, it’ll be below the cut!
This is Mire, and she was born about a year before the Sandwing War of Succession. So she and her siblings were thrust headfirst into a war none of them ever asked for.
Despite her stoic appearance, Mire actually isn’t the Bigwings of her hatching group. That would be her older brother Murk; Mire was the second born in their hatching. And she was perfectly ok with that when they were younger. But as they began to grow, and the war continued on, Mire felt a growing discontent with the way Murk ran things. To put it bluntly, he was a terrible Bigwings. Useless at leading, awful at fighting, and not the best hunter either. This frustrated Mire, but she still loved her brother and wanted to offer her help to him. But Murk was also much too prideful to accept any help most of the time, even if he accepted Mire as a second in command of sorts. He had his good moments, but was overall a mess.
The worst thing was the way Murk treated his other siblings, however. Especially their youngest brother, Mudskipper. He was incredibly dismissive of the smaller Mudwing, quick to anger and often blaming him whenever something went wrong. Murk sometimes did this to their other siblings, but most of the abuse was aimed towards poor Mudskipper. And after a while, Mire just couldn’t handle it any longer. Especially not after Mudskipper almost died during a battle due to a horrendous mistake on Murk’s end. Her siblings deserved better, Mudskipper deserved better. They deserved a good leader, a better Bigwings…
… And she believed she could be that better Bigwings.
So Mire followed her older brother out hunting one night, heading to the far edges of the marshes. It was a quiet affair, since Murk mentioned he didn’t want to wake the rest of their siblings. There had been a small battle that way, and everyone was tired. If he and Mire could handle hunting overnight, then their siblings could wake up to a proper meal. The concern shown was almost admirable; But for Mire, it was too little too late. And she was already angry.
Mire killed her brother in cold blood that night, dumping his body into a nearby delta. Once she cleaned all of the blood from her claws, she returned to her and her sibling’s den, curling up to rest until morning. No one was any wiser when morning came, and Murk was gone. When the others found their brother’s corpse, they were confused and distraught. Given their proximity to the ocean, it was easy for everyone to assume he may have been killed by some passing Seawings. Poor Murk… he always had been overly ambitious. It was all too believable that he may have died when going off to hunt on his own. After all, he wasn’t one to ask for help…
Mire became the new Bigwings after that, at the request of her siblings. And she led them well. Yes, they all needed time to grieve, to mourn… but they did recover. And over time, things really were better. Mire led them better in every way possible. They became more successful in battles, their hunting efforts were more rewarding, and Mire treated her siblings with the respect they all deserved. They were happy, healthy.
No one needed to know about the blood on Mire’s talons… no one.
This flag is pissing off TERFs of course but i am seeing so much colorful JOY from trans lesbians and other lesbians in the notes like I've never seen a set of tags so happy before omg
Some more art from like a year ago of all the Sandwing Sisters. I really like these ladies, and I genuinely think they’re standouts of Arc 1. Coming up with designs for each of them was a good time, and I’ve got little notes on each one.
Blister first! I wanted her to look snake-like, since she’s described like that pretty often in the books. I’ve always loved the detail of her diamond patterns, so I wanted to lean into that rattlesnake vibe.
I’ve always envisioned her being the palest of the sisters, as well as having the most muted colors. I wanted her to have this wide, unsettling gaze. And the large fangs are just a bonus design decision for me really.
Next up is Blaze! I do find her silly as a character, though of course her vapidness and ditzy behavior is a bit much sometimes. Overall I think she’s the sister in the least interested in, but I loved designing her. I love imaging her as a pale gold, almost white in certain spots like her dorsal fin. And I enjoy imagining her with blue eyes. Like she’d absolutely be a stereotypical blonde rich girl if she was a person. Plus, jewelry! Can’t forget that on a Blaze design.
Finally, Burn. Honestly I think she’s my favorite of the trio, purely because of my headcanons for her. Like my headcanon voice for her being Ambessa from Arcane. Just feels right-
I wanted Burn to have the darkest color scheme of the three. I feel like with her name, you could either do a warmer, more fiery color palette, or something that actually looks burnt. And since her father is named Char, I went with the latter. I like imagining at least one of the daughters looks more like their dad.
And obviously with Burn I wanted her to look big and burly. I love the idea of her being like, almost Mudwing level bulky. An absolute unit.
Shoutout to me randomly being possessed to make designs for all of Santa’s reindeer last Christmas out of sheer boredom. And also because the store I worked at wouldn’t stop playing the damn song.
Dancer and Prancer are siblings, so are Vixen and Blitzen. Rudolph gets his red nose from being piebald!
Also Comet is non-binary, Prancer is gay, Vixen is lesbian and Dancer is bisexual. (Cupid is probably pan because yes).
Dancer and Vixen are also dating because I said so :3.
These are all the original sketches that I made while at work. Plus a few extra bonus ones of Rudolph specifically, my special little guy. I imagine him sounding like Steven Universe.
This dude is named Bluefin, and he’s a seawing obviously. Lots of my backstories for my ocs started getting longer at this point, lol. So I’ll just copy and paste it from my original post about him over on Reddit.
Bluefin grew up as just a regular Seawing, his life was pleasant and nothing all too special. He grew up alongside his best friend, Manta. Their families had always been friends, so it was no surprise to anyone when Bluefin and Manta became close over the years. Very close…
Bluefin and Manta eventually became guards at the Summer Palace together. Their lives were busy, but comfortable, and they were spared from much of the actual horrors of the war. They grew closer as they matured. One day, Bluefin finally worked up the courage to confess his feelings to Manta, and she reciprocated them. They were happy…
Then the firebomb attack on the Summer Palace happened. Bluefin and Manta were some of the Seawings to stay during the chaos and try to fight off the invading Skywings and Mudwings. During the battle, Bluefin suddenly heard a horrible screech from beside him. He turned his head to see that a firebomb had ripped its way through Manta’s left wing, and another one immediately slammed into her head with a sickening crack. She’s sent spiraling downwards, and Bluefin is frantic and trying to follow her, only to feel something heavy and burning crash into the back of his neck. He too, passes out.
The young Guard doesn’t wake up until almost two weeks later, all bandaged up in the infirmary in the Deep Palace. Notably missing from the infirmary though, is Manta. His family has come to visit him, and the first thing he asks is what happened to Manta. His sister, Minnow, breaks the news to him. Manta died in the battle, having crashed into the lower floor of the Summer Palace. The second firebomb seems to have cracked her skull as well… she couldn’t make it.
Injured and grieving, Bluefin can’t handle the news. He snaps, rushing out of the infirmary before anyone can stop him. He bursts out into a storm at the ocean’s surface, vision blurry with rain and tears. He just wants to escape it all, everything he’s just heard and all of the pain he’s feeling. But within that storm, he crashes into someone very unexpected. A lone Nightwing, who he soon learns is named Stormchaser…
This is Stormchaser, my Nightwing OC. I made her like a year ago. I definitely need to redo her design though, because I don’t draw Nightwings with hooked, keratinous snouts anymore.
Anyways, Stormchaser. She was born on the volcano, like most of the other modern members of her tribe. She was a rather strong and healthy hatchling, at least as far as the volcano-born Nightwings go. So of course she was prepared for a fairly important job from an early age.
Stormchaser was a dragon who would help chart out new routes to the mainland, constantly tweaking any old ones as well. She was essentially a scout for flights across the ocean, traveling to see incoming weather and other issues hours or even days in advance. This of course meant she was one of the Nightwings that actually got to experience what the mainland was like more than many of the others, and found herself longing for it. This longing only solidified her loyalty to her tribe though, wanting desperately to make a better life for her fellow Nightwings.
Unfortunately, Stormchaser was actually away from the island on one of her scouting expeditions when the volcano erupted. By the time she came back, there was nothing but smoldering desolation left behind. She was terrified, devastated, and had no clue what had happened to her tribe. With nothing else she could really do, she set back out across the sea, hoping that once she reached the mainland, maybe some of her tribe could be there… somehow, some way.
Figure I can post some old oc art and stories here too-
This lady here is Shrike, and she’s a Skywing :). She’s a general who got real torn up during the Sandwing War of Succession, and was sort of just given an early retirement. Her being such a formidable fighter made her well-respected, but her rough appearance and gruff demeanor made her… a bit less approachable.
But then along comes this fella, Crimson! Originally I made him a Prince, but I figure that doesn’t fit into the canon timeline very well. So I prefer to think he’s more like, a sort of noble almost. Very pretty and handsome and shiny and sought after as a partner.
He’s a scholar who spends a lot of his time in the library, which just so happens to be where Shrike starts to spend her time after retiring. Crimson is completely smitten with the scarred up General, and starts courting her once he finds the courage for it.
The two of them end up happy together, and Crimson adores gushing about his scary, buff, older wife lol-
I adore these two so much in concept, but I’m so depressed by how canon treated them. Bumble just gets attacked from every angle, and Turtle Tail is fridged for the plot so Grey Wing can have a second dead love interest. Plus the way she treats Bumble after coming back to the settlers makes me genuinely so sad-
Really these two deserved a canon where they could be happier, or at least treated with more respect by the narrative.
Oh the Mufasa movie… I have such mixed feelings about you. I really don’t think it’s great, but some of the scenes were cute and I did enjoy a couple songs. So I made some art for it last year. Plus coming up with designs for the characters based on this movie rather than the originals was fun.
This time it’s just designs I did for the protags after reading the first book of “A Starless Clan”. So this is art of Nightheart, Sunbeam, and Frostpaw. I really do need to do a post-arc design for Frostdawn because Girliepop goes through some shit-
