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The brightest flames cast the darkest shadows!

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And shaded!  I’m including the lineart and doodle.

Drawn in Sai 2, shaded in Clip Studio Paint, using a Wacom Cintiq.

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Inktober day 2 and 3, in a quadrant’s clothing and horn swap respectively!! I’m trying something a little different each day, including more colour, more characters, etc.

with guest appearances by Kivuli (@greentikes) and Esiras (@apatheticterminator) :B

[muses-of-the-memory]

A Lion in the Village

@prince-kivuli

Shanti the Girl-Cub from the Man-Village had gone to the river and get the water for her village from the Indian Jungle.

She then returns to the Man-Village by crossing the river and holds the water jug on her head, but sees a grey lion in the village.

The girl-cub screams as she loses her balance, and falls into the river.

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Kairi in the Pride Lands

@prince-kivuli Entering the world of the Animal Kingdom, the Pride Lands, Kairi becomes a pink lion and she looks at her new form. "Wow. This form looks good on me." She said. "But where am I?"

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The Outlands

@prince-kivuli Entering the world via portal, the two monkey like Heartless, Bubbles the pink Bouncywild and Snipes the Sniperwild enter the Pride Lands, world of the Animal Kingdom. "Here we are, Snipes. The Pride Lands." Bubbles said to her Sniperwild friend, as they look around. "Huh? Are you sure, Bubs? This place looks kinda creepy here." Said the Sniperwild holding her slingshot.

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A Lore Update in Bullet Form

- Kivuli is overthrown from her position as head of the Courtiers caste by Noir.  Noir declares herself Empress and Kivuli is exiled.

- At the border of the clan’s territory, Kivuli finds a blood trail and a piece of fabric torn from Viska’s clothing.  The trail is so obvious it is clear her Huntmaster Kevgru deliberately hid his knowledge of it to weaken her position.  Kivuli screams and tears out her earrings, the golden threads woven into her hair and throws all her finery in the dust.  She is so angry, at the Huntmaster and at herself.  If she had left the court to look for herself, instead of entrusting the task to someone else, Viska would have been found.

- Kivuli feels responsible for Viska’s loss.  She uses her jewelry to hire a tracker from outside the clan.  The pair pick of the trail left by Viska and Urijah and follow in their footsteps.

-Back home, Noir has taken full control of the castes and disbanded them.  Despite Kevgru’s assistance in her rise to power, she exiles him as well.  He betrayed his last leader, and she does not trust him to stay loyal to her.  She also isn’t interested in fulfilling a single one of his wishes.  Kevgru is a sad loser.

-When Viska lived with the clan, Julien was his best friend and (mostly inappropriate) mentor.  He taught Viska all kinds of things a prince isn’t meant to know: how to pick a pocket, charm your way through locked doors, and get what you want with all the skill of a ghost.  Julien is a man completely without honor but with a deep concern for his missing friend. Thinking Viska may have decided to go home, Julien sets out on a trek to the Starfall Isles.

-Viska himself awakens from his encounter with the Lightweaver’s monster.  He is washed up on the south shore of the Sea, the bare rock beneath him hot from the earth’s lifeblood beneath.  Strangers are crouched over him, turning him over.  He looks just like his mother, and the strangers are alarmed.  They load him into a cart and he senses that they are on the move.  He falls back into sleep.

-Viska slowly regains his strength through the journey.  The travelers are taking him south, across the water and to his brother in the Hold.  They are a merry band of traders.  It is a shock to be in their company after so many weeks traveling with Urijah.  There is a woman among them who is so gentle.  She changes the poultice on his disfigured antlers every day.  She speaks softly to him, and it almost doesn’t hurt.  She doesn’t ask him about what he saw in the Hewn City, and he doesn’t tell her.  Eventually he starts walking alongside the caravan for some parts of the day.

-Several days after making the shore of the Southern Icefield, the caravan is ambushed.  Traders run screaming from warriors who emerge from the frost like restless spirits.  It’s chaos.  Viska doesn’t have the strength to run, and falls.  One of the warriors picks him up.  He bears a striking resemblance to the one up in the castle and is likely worth more alive (at least for now).  He is bundled away with the rest of the goods.  What the warriors can’t carry back is burned, and offers no use to enemies.  They leave the trail and take to the deep forest and wild mountainside.