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Finally! ^^ I had seen this picture done at AC this year, but due to a shortage of funds, I had to pay him afterward. Is 
shonuff44 hard to reach? Hell yeah, he is! ^^ But he came through for me. Suffice to say, I just recently got it, and am as impressed with it as I was then.
Quick Story Concept
'What is this place?' The large black dragon looked about, feeling a bit confused; he had come apon a strange ship crashed in the forest, and had begun exploring it after calling out for someone had received no reply. The woods where silent all around, as was to be expected at the site of a crash, but something was making the featherscales along the back of his neck ripple softly... someone was either watching him, or something was not as it seemed.
The attack came from above, as he walked carefully underneath what he assumed was a wing on the odd, damaged craft. There was no sound; just the soft whisper of air past his attacker and a deep, resonating hum. Diving under the wing of the ship, Dracos quickly rolled to his feet, turning to look at the odd being who was even then slowly rising to it's feet. He watched as it lifted the glowing energy blade it had struck with from the hole in the ground at it's feet, the soil and rock having been liquefied by whatever energy it was composed of. Before he could do more than draw his own sword, the creature was on the attack once more!
As she dashed at him (or so he assumed from the shape of it's chest and body, though in an alien it could have meant anything) she hurled several glowing orbs at him, flicking them with expert skill. He dodged the first and second, then deflected the third with his sword... only to blink in surprise as it stuck to the blade. The blast caught him off guard, tossing him aside and knocking the blade from his paws; tumbling over several times, he managed to roll with the shockwave, getting his feet under himself and sliding, claws extended to slow his motion, for several yards.
Even as he was coming to his feet again, slightly dazed, she was on the attack. He was forced to dance back from several vicious swipes of the glowing blade, wielded with an impressive skill. Obviously, if he didn't get himself in gear, he would be nothing more than a corpse... Waiting for an opening, he suddenly parried one of her swings, striking her wrist to turn the blade away, then moved inward, pressing a hand to hand situation. Blocking every swing she brought to bear with the blade, he landed a few glancing blows to her middle and arms, before suddenly switching up his focus, striking at her jaw with a short, hard hook.
The alien tumbled back, rolling over several times as the dragon hadn't pulled the punch much at all; anyone who greets you with a sword that can cut stone, then hurls bombs at you can't be someone you take lightly. Even with the force of the punch, she managed to roll to her feet, getting into a combat crouch and turning to see Dracos lift his own sword, eyes narrowed as twin trickles of steam rose from his nostrils... a good sign he was beginning to get upset.
"I don't know if you can understand me or not... and it might not even matter at this point. But this fight ends now." Leaping toward the female, he swung Wyrmfang back for an overhand slice, the alien rising to meet him, her own face set in a determined expression...
Female Elite design based on the art of
liquidmark
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/152498/
shonuff44 hard to reach? Hell yeah, he is! ^^ But he came through for me. Suffice to say, I just recently got it, and am as impressed with it as I was then.Quick Story Concept
'What is this place?' The large black dragon looked about, feeling a bit confused; he had come apon a strange ship crashed in the forest, and had begun exploring it after calling out for someone had received no reply. The woods where silent all around, as was to be expected at the site of a crash, but something was making the featherscales along the back of his neck ripple softly... someone was either watching him, or something was not as it seemed.
The attack came from above, as he walked carefully underneath what he assumed was a wing on the odd, damaged craft. There was no sound; just the soft whisper of air past his attacker and a deep, resonating hum. Diving under the wing of the ship, Dracos quickly rolled to his feet, turning to look at the odd being who was even then slowly rising to it's feet. He watched as it lifted the glowing energy blade it had struck with from the hole in the ground at it's feet, the soil and rock having been liquefied by whatever energy it was composed of. Before he could do more than draw his own sword, the creature was on the attack once more!
As she dashed at him (or so he assumed from the shape of it's chest and body, though in an alien it could have meant anything) she hurled several glowing orbs at him, flicking them with expert skill. He dodged the first and second, then deflected the third with his sword... only to blink in surprise as it stuck to the blade. The blast caught him off guard, tossing him aside and knocking the blade from his paws; tumbling over several times, he managed to roll with the shockwave, getting his feet under himself and sliding, claws extended to slow his motion, for several yards.
Even as he was coming to his feet again, slightly dazed, she was on the attack. He was forced to dance back from several vicious swipes of the glowing blade, wielded with an impressive skill. Obviously, if he didn't get himself in gear, he would be nothing more than a corpse... Waiting for an opening, he suddenly parried one of her swings, striking her wrist to turn the blade away, then moved inward, pressing a hand to hand situation. Blocking every swing she brought to bear with the blade, he landed a few glancing blows to her middle and arms, before suddenly switching up his focus, striking at her jaw with a short, hard hook.
The alien tumbled back, rolling over several times as the dragon hadn't pulled the punch much at all; anyone who greets you with a sword that can cut stone, then hurls bombs at you can't be someone you take lightly. Even with the force of the punch, she managed to roll to her feet, getting into a combat crouch and turning to see Dracos lift his own sword, eyes narrowed as twin trickles of steam rose from his nostrils... a good sign he was beginning to get upset.
"I don't know if you can understand me or not... and it might not even matter at this point. But this fight ends now." Leaping toward the female, he swung Wyrmfang back for an overhand slice, the alien rising to meet him, her own face set in a determined expression...
Female Elite design based on the art of
liquidmarkhttp://www.furaffinity.net/view/152498/
Category All / General Furry Art
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 995 x 768px
File Size 127.5 kB
Thanks. I've been in an odd sort of limbo lately... I have a bunch of commissions, paid and all, out there... but none of them are coming in or getting done, and some of them are months old. I'm not even talking about the Legendary one, either... that one is currently almost 12 YEARS old and climbing.
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