#zephyrlightfellow

[123itszephyrz]

Gotta show Zephy-poooo some love.

[123itszephyrz]

I am in love with how this came out! Already thinking of my next commission from this artist!

Giraaz Studio || Commission Open (@GiraazStudio) on X

Freelance Studio based in Indonesia || Open for commission | Vgen: https://t.co/pZ6pGaZ3nV | discord: @giraazstudio | email: giraazstudio@gm

[123itszephyrz]

Commission drop!!!!

I think this captures his playful side very well!!!

Firstselenn is an amazing artist who is super fun to work with and I'll be hitting them up for another piece soon. https://artistsnclients.com/people/Firstselenn

[123itszephyrz]

Love how this came out.

[123itszephyrz]

New... A simple three letter word. It's meaning could be vastly different depending on who you asked. For Zeph, it meant opportunity. The sun was setting, the period on the end of a long day for most. For the hyur, it was just about to kick off. He had been invited to take part in a privately funded tournament; a gentleman’s sport with no weapons where only gloved fists were permitted. Unlike this bouts in the Bloodsands or large venues with the other City States, this was something new. Exciting. Something two prove his worth... His merit... His guts. Still, with ideas of grandeur floating around, he knew well enough that talk was cheap and day dreams cheaper. To compete, he would have to train. To win, he would have to be the best. With the sun setting as his back drop and a cool breeze carrying his dreams, he took off. This hadn't been the first time he went for this run that day, nor would it be his last. For most, it was the end... But for Zeph... It felt like that fire inside had just blazed to life.