Don’t know why this took me so long to continue the drawing after I had finished the sketch almost two weeks ago- But I had fun :D And couldn’t help including some info of this au’s Ravi ehehe. Which the fanfic I will slowly be posting will include more on this Ravi’s lore and personality, to those who would like to know more about him wink wink >:) Reader needed a friend 🙂↕️
Oh and speaking of my fanfic… Have a sneak peak of the first chapter, if you’re curious about it mwehehe 😌 Till next time y’all! Imma go play Black Myth: Wukong now >:D And hope the sneak peek gets some of y’all excited!
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There was a moment of tense silence, the only sound being huffs and heavy breathing from the mysterious person, before the man shifted. I don’t know what he was doing, but by the sound of his shaky breathing and hesitant movement, he was scared.
“H-hey there buddy. I’m n-not going to hurt y-you. Were you j-just looking for food? I-I don’t have a-any bananas but-“ He was interrupted by the mysterious person, who made a noise that sounded awfully like a snarl. That made me flinch and shake even more.
Just what was in here with me?
“O-okay! O-o-okay! I-I’m sorry, w-we don’t have an-“ The man was interrupted again, except this time, the mysterious being seemed to have gotten a hold of him, hearing the struggling movements and pleas of the male as he was dragged out of the tent. I remained curled up in fear, my shaky sobs not showing any signs of slowing down as I heard meaty thuds and screams outside, the screaming turning into gurgles before not long being silenced by one last thud.
Silence stretched on once again as I strained my hearing in hopes of listening to where that being was, but my heavy and sporadic breathing, as well as my sobs and heart pounding in my ears, were the only things I could hear. Too afraid to move, I couldn’t bring myself to uncurl and run as far away as I could, even as I suddenly heard the tarp being shifted aside, a light huff sounding at the entrance. But, despite my fear, I slowly opened my eyes and peered through my dirty hair, first glancing at a furred and dark hand placed on its knuckles on the floor of the tent, before my eyes snapped up to the face of the being.
A chimpanzee.
A large, full-grown adult chimpanzee.
I didn’t even get the chance to voice my fear before it slowly placed its hand down, cautiously moving forward on all fours towards me, as if to not frighten me, head lowered and eyes taking in my pathetic state. And despite my chilling fear, I noticed its eyes.
Eyes that were not the typical color of a chimp’s.
Green, like an emerald, with a hint of yellow speckles of gold. Eyes that were so gentle, despite the powerful being standing before me, brows furrowed as if not pleased by what it had just witnessed.
