Void Huntress

Hehe welll I’m a potate actually XD

voidtouched-preserver

"Nadri you know I don't think I've seen you wearing anything other than you're usual clothes, how do you look in a dress?"

Nadri looked to Shara curiously before looking down at her well worn cloak and patched pants and shirt. “I mean, I have a few variations and a bit of a Shuriman dancer’s outfit that’s kinda like a dress but more like a skirt with flowy silk pants and a tube top. Not much else, honestly.”

Shara smiled as they walked “Well maybe something like my outfit, first. Then... mmm maybe like a tradtion dress something long with sleeves. I think you’d look very pretty as can be. Her hand ran through Nadri’s hair playfully and grinned. “Come on this place we’re going to has a private dressing room.”

#Sorry it too so long

anon love AWAY! *showers you and your muse with flowers (and if you’re allergic, you get a cute paper flower instead)*

Shara us suddenly showered in flowers. “Uhm… Thank you? Can I at least see your face? No? Well okay then.”

// Thank you dear!

Really wanted to draw some more Championship Shyvana So here is some big blue fire

a-dragons-art-blog

Kobold Shyvana. Kobold Shyvana. Kobold Shyvana. Kobold Shyvana. Kobold Shyvana. Kobold Shyvana.

"Shyvana dear? Why is my couch on fire... again.."

"It angered me and I had to destroy it."

“Shyv for the love of-.... I’m taking money out of the horde! this is the nineth couch you’ve burned and it was my favorite out of all of them.”

"It ate my pocket change Shara! What was I suppose to do! Let it have it?"

“Take the cushions off and pick them back up? it’s not a all devouring being dear I can’t-.” She huffed and crosed her arms. “You are sooooooooo lucky I love the life out of you or you’d be sleeping outside.” She sighed and shook her head. “Cmon we are going couch shopping.”

"Shyvana dear? Why is my couch on fire... again.."

"It angered me and I had to destroy it."

“Shyv for the love of-.... I’m taking money out of the horde! this is the nineth couch you’ve burned and it was my favorite out of all of them.”

I did another Shyvana redesign, because Riot still hasn't so I might as well throw myself at it again and again

thegoldentigress

Qadira in her 30s, upon reunion with her tribe

A tired huntress wanders into the camp looking for the woman she fell for, she got some new cuts and bruise on her arms and legs from traveling and a little fight she got into. "Riven? Are you around?"

Riven sat up at the sound of footsteps, hand going to the blade at her side until she heard the approaching figure speak. She smiled at the familiar voice.

"Over here." She called, raising a hand as she scooted closer to the fire.

She stepped slowly towards the campfire leaning most of her weight on her bow coming in as close to Riven as she could before lettling go and letting herself fall again her from exhaustion. The familiar warmth and smell of the exile made a “mmmmmmmm....” Slip out of Shara’s lips as she felt a sense of home wash over her, as those torn up arms wrapped around the white haired woman. “I’ve missed you so much.”

Riven caught her when she fell against her, holding her gently and smiling at the brace, "I missed you, too." She said softly, "I don't mean to spoil the mood but...you're injured. We should tend to your wounds sooner rather than later, love."

“Why don’t you do that while I lay in your lap, because it’s comfy and you smell so nice...” She burried her face into Riven’s abs and nuzzles in groaning in slight pain as she did. “C’mon it’s... not that baaaaad.”

A tired huntress wanders into the camp looking for the woman she fell for, she got some new cuts and bruise on her arms and legs from traveling and a little fight she got into. "Riven? Are you around?"

Riven sat up at the sound of footsteps, hand going to the blade at her side until she heard the approaching figure speak. She smiled at the familiar voice.

"Over here." She called, raising a hand as she scooted closer to the fire.

She stepped slowly towards the campfire leaning most of her weight on her bow coming in as close to Riven as she could before lettling go and letting herself fall again her from exhaustion. The familiar warmth and smell of the exile made a “mmmmmmmm....” Slip out of Shara’s lips as she felt a sense of home wash over her, as those torn up arms wrapped around the white haired woman. “I’ve missed you so much.”

“ what am i?”

"Caring. Dangerous. Wife." Riven answered with a grin.