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White Out (Ryshard)
As your consciousness fade you see his shape in the howling winds...
Have an arctic fox in his element!!
The art may seem odd, but it comes with a story excerpt written by the owner of this character!!
Here's the story:
Elian had no idea how long he had been battling the ferocious gale, but it was long enough that he already had lost any feeling in his claws. He clenched his jaw to stop his teeth from chattering as he strained to place one foot in front of the next. The light breeze and gentle snowfall has spiralled into a full blown blizzard that howled in the abyss below, occasionally buffeting the Dragon Knight with such force that he almost lost his balance. And yet, onward he trudged. He looked back towards the faint lights of Whitehall, but the ancient city had long faded into the dense grey storm that whirled around him. There was no turning back.
The chill seemed to seep into him, sinking it's sharp pitiless teeth into his flesh down to the bone. One more step, he told himself, just one more step.
One more step... to help her. To save her.
Because Gods know that damned fox won't.
His foot slipped on loose gravel, sending the Knight face first into the ground. Elian tried to get back up, but his muscles refused to work. The snow-laden earth seemed to sap what remained of his strength. Darkness at the edge of his vision began to grow as his breath became shallow and greatly laboured. He weakly tried to call for help but the sound caught in his throat and died there, instead emitting a barely audible croak that was immediately tossed into the roaring blizzard. Elian willed his body to move, screaming in his mind to muster the very last ounce of his strength to stand up, but he couldn't. The Darkness grew.
So, he thought, this is how I die?
He grit his teeth. No, not here, not now. And certainly not because of that arrogant, self centred , smug piece of-
A light, faint but steady, pierced through the gloom. Even as he hung on the edge of consciousness, Elian knew that someone was there. It grew closer, swaying lazily from side to side. Elian tried to cry out to the light but once again his voice failed him as a form began to take shape. It wasn't very tall, but it was definitely a person. But as the mysterious stranger grew closer with their light, Elian's vision began to blur.
Time seemed to function weirdly in this state. He could've sworn that the figure was at least 100 paces away from him, but suddenly appeared to be not more than 2 paces away in a blink of an eye. Is was then that he recognised the figure.
"I told you not to follow me." chided Ryshard with the most smug look on his muzzle. Elian was almost thankful that his body failed him and he passed out.
Character Ownership: ryshardlerenard (On Twitter)
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Have an arctic fox in his element!!
The art may seem odd, but it comes with a story excerpt written by the owner of this character!!
Here's the story:
Elian had no idea how long he had been battling the ferocious gale, but it was long enough that he already had lost any feeling in his claws. He clenched his jaw to stop his teeth from chattering as he strained to place one foot in front of the next. The light breeze and gentle snowfall has spiralled into a full blown blizzard that howled in the abyss below, occasionally buffeting the Dragon Knight with such force that he almost lost his balance. And yet, onward he trudged. He looked back towards the faint lights of Whitehall, but the ancient city had long faded into the dense grey storm that whirled around him. There was no turning back.
The chill seemed to seep into him, sinking it's sharp pitiless teeth into his flesh down to the bone. One more step, he told himself, just one more step.
One more step... to help her. To save her.
Because Gods know that damned fox won't.
His foot slipped on loose gravel, sending the Knight face first into the ground. Elian tried to get back up, but his muscles refused to work. The snow-laden earth seemed to sap what remained of his strength. Darkness at the edge of his vision began to grow as his breath became shallow and greatly laboured. He weakly tried to call for help but the sound caught in his throat and died there, instead emitting a barely audible croak that was immediately tossed into the roaring blizzard. Elian willed his body to move, screaming in his mind to muster the very last ounce of his strength to stand up, but he couldn't. The Darkness grew.
So, he thought, this is how I die?
He grit his teeth. No, not here, not now. And certainly not because of that arrogant, self centred , smug piece of-
A light, faint but steady, pierced through the gloom. Even as he hung on the edge of consciousness, Elian knew that someone was there. It grew closer, swaying lazily from side to side. Elian tried to cry out to the light but once again his voice failed him as a form began to take shape. It wasn't very tall, but it was definitely a person. But as the mysterious stranger grew closer with their light, Elian's vision began to blur.
Time seemed to function weirdly in this state. He could've sworn that the figure was at least 100 paces away from him, but suddenly appeared to be not more than 2 paces away in a blink of an eye. Is was then that he recognised the figure.
"I told you not to follow me." chided Ryshard with the most smug look on his muzzle. Elian was almost thankful that his body failed him and he passed out.
Character Ownership: ryshardlerenard (On Twitter)
Also, you can find me here:
DeviantArt: https://www.deviantart.com/azuralcobaltros
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/AzuralCobaltros/
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/azuralcobaltros/
ToyHouse: https://toyhou.se/AzuralCobaltros
Twitter: https://twitter.com/AzuralCobaltros
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