Long awaited Mothera, Anubis (with and without Hunter’s paint)
Rozar’s most cherished critter
(Redraw of Bough’s Roar Beast) before and after
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Long awaited Mothera, Anubis (with and without Hunter’s paint)
Rozar’s most cherished critter
(Redraw of Bough’s Roar Beast) before and after
There might be another universe that Rozar never transformed into an Elder-Feral and became the most terrifying hunter there ever was.
Perhaps, Reba and Nick give him a new title...something more personal than The Silent One?
Tw: Blood, fresh wounds, deceased animal
The silence was heavy as the battle ended with the lifeless Roar Beast lay motionless. The others were amazed yet afraid for Rozar's well being. Unknown to them, he swallows piece and a bit of blood of the dead beast.
As Reba was about to yell out for Rozar, he fell onto his knees and began to scream in gruesome agony as his body and mind twisted beyond recognition, changing too rapidly for him to catch a breath. His bones and muscles were torn apart and stitched back together; his organs were churned and rearranged themselves anew; two sets of crystal-like horns broke out of his head with force as his teeth and claws stretched into lethal points. His true colors and his current colors blend together, balance out as his fur and hair grow longer and wilder.
His mind was the last thing to go. He tried all his might to save it but alas the glow of his memories, hardships and sadly his family faded in the darkness. Now his mind was replaced and rewired to have two things; fear and hunger. The horrific transformation was done as fast as it began. His burgundy metallic blood pools around him as ragged breathing and quiet whimpers come out of him.
The group of trolls held their breath after the horrific scene of agony pain, Nick slowly got up along with the others' help. All of them looked at each other before Nick called for ‘The Silent One’ true’s name. Rozar's right ear flicked and slowly turned his head at them. His mouth hung low, eyes glassy and distant.
Nick’s hair flatten down with fear as Rozar’s broken body lunges at them, sprinting as fast as his broken paws can held. He made a gurgling roar that was mixed with his own roar and the beast he killed.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/58135603/chapters/148016770#workskin