"I want to talk to your king"...
When the emissary is more than seven feet tall and built this way, you do listen to him, don't you ?
Makes you wonder how the army and their leader look like...
When the emissary is more than seven feet tall and built this way, you do listen to him, don't you ?
Makes you wonder how the army and their leader look like...
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When I upload a pic in the "normal" gallery, it's because it's finished for him. I sure would want to add some background also (a biiiig hall in a forced perspective), but I'm too lazy for that - And I'm afraid to mess the entire pic like it happened so many times. Instead, I'll let you imagine what the background would look like yourself... LOL
With confidant paces she walked to the throne room. She was the second child of the first mate of the Red Razor Claw Clan. She was send to this newly discovered kingdom of small mammals. Those fur-less, smelly humans.
If she could make a alliance with them, she would be rewarded. Not in gold, not in jewels, but in the title of the heir to the family line. The first child, her brother, had the misfortune to be of low vesical qualities, shorties of confidence, bad eyes so he wear glasses, but a memory that could read a book once and could tell every word a year later.
So he had called his sister, who he loved the most, by telling her stories while she was a cub and playing games. He told her that the family honor would be broken by the empire if he would be clan leader. since every Cat loved power and might above all and knowledge and wisdom second the plan was made.
If she could make the treaty with this new kingdom, she gained more honor for the clan than another leader of the last 150 years.
So that is why she walked the stairs up and passed the small guard at the beginning of the stairway of the kings castle.
"I want to talk to your king"... she said in voice who had commanded warriors, lead battles and seen death before.
(sorry but this came up intomy mind )
If she could make a alliance with them, she would be rewarded. Not in gold, not in jewels, but in the title of the heir to the family line. The first child, her brother, had the misfortune to be of low vesical qualities, shorties of confidence, bad eyes so he wear glasses, but a memory that could read a book once and could tell every word a year later.
So he had called his sister, who he loved the most, by telling her stories while she was a cub and playing games. He told her that the family honor would be broken by the empire if he would be clan leader. since every Cat loved power and might above all and knowledge and wisdom second the plan was made.
If she could make the treaty with this new kingdom, she gained more honor for the clan than another leader of the last 150 years.
So that is why she walked the stairs up and passed the small guard at the beginning of the stairway of the kings castle.
"I want to talk to your king"... she said in voice who had commanded warriors, lead battles and seen death before.
(sorry but this came up intomy mind )
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