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I hate her. I have since she came back to our pack. I've hated her since I saw her when I was only a pup before she left...back when she didn't know that I even existed. And I sure as hell hate her now that we all know that she's a wolf...not some mutt like we used to think.
I should have been more alert. I shouldn't have trusted my immediate equals in rank to respect me the way I do them. Roan almost destroyed me while we were all competing for higher rank. None of us were supposed to resort to such violence...and certainly not premeditated assassination. His friends, his servants, had waited in a back alley, knowing that I, a saluki---one of the fastest dogs one could ever hope to be, would be in the front of the race. I was tired...I was shocked...my own packmates...my superior...willing to kill me over rank. Right when I thought my feet would never race across the Earth again, that's when SHE showed up, all teeth and claws, ripping them apart, not even realizing that she was collecting her own fair share of wounds.
She could have outright won, but she lifted my almost lifeless body up onto her back and ran as fast as her limping legs would allow to the finish line. She ran past them...even though they cheered her name...'Wielder! The new Second in Command!' I fell asleep to the rhythm of her heartbeat, fast and strong, and the whisper of her large feet on concrete, then through grass.
I was aware of her presence at all times throughout the next few days, even though I rarely opened my eyes. I could smell her all around me...she must have taken me to her den. That first night, she laid her tongue on my neck to lick the clotting blood that matted my fur. I felt myself shiver. She stopped for a moment before continuing. Warmth spread from her touch, and I tried to fight it.
The pack Healer came to bandage my wounds, and I could feel those deep brown eyes watching me like cold fires. After that, Arc, my beloved leader, visited us in her fort of bent over saplings. It was refreshing to smell him, and I wanted so badly to open my eyes and speak his name...and I almost was shocked enough to do that when I heard her let out a roar, the warmth of her body leaving mine as she rushed to greet him at the mouth. The conversation was muddled by my lack of complete consciousness and by the thumping of my heart in my head.
She growled in a language that was as ancient as my oldest bloodlines. "Get out of here until you do something about that bastard you call a Lieutenant Commander! I will not allow you to come within five feet of her!"
"She's a member of MY pack," I heard Arc state. Then I heard some scuffling and a yelp...and it wasn't Wielder's.
"Listen to me, o' favored Son, you will not approach her until I know for a fact that you have done the right thing. Til that time comes, don't step foot back in MY den."
I was able to open my eyes enough to watch him leave. As if sensing it, she turned towards me, her eyes a mixture of confusion and sadness.
The only one who dared to come visit me after that was Kajitora, my akita friend and equal in rank. Wielder begrudgingly allowed her to come in, getting up and walking outside to the mouth of the thicket. As Kaji settled down next to me, I noticed that even Wielder's warmth was different...and I missed it somehow. The akita whispered to me the things that were happening in my absence. How the pack was all up in arms over the new second in command who refused to greet them yet...who refused to bow to the leader all over me.
I was still tired, stricken with a heavy fever when she helped me to walk outside of the thicket and into her meadow, dewy and cool from the night. I lied down carefully in the grass as she sat next to me, staring into the dark lines of the evergreen trees around us, her lupine ears constantly alert.
"Why did you do it?" I managed to ask. Her head snapped towards mine as if she had heard a dead dog speak.
She contemplated her answer for a moment. "You were my Commanding Officer. It was unfair. That was all I needed." She turned her attention immediately back to the forest that looked like black daggers. I shuddered as the free winds and dew chilled my body. She must have noticed because she lied down beside me, curling her tail around my haunches possessively...
...and I was happy. I was protected. She placed her forepaw over mine and continued to keep watch. I looked up at her and saw that there were heavy bags under her eyes from her constant vigilance. Her own wounds were not cared for, and I wished I had the energy to tend to them myself. My mind was so clouded by the heat of fever that I didn't care that I was thinking these things of my enemy.
Slowly, fever dreams took me back into the world of sleep, but not before I reached my unpinned paw over her's...cradling the large paw gently.
I'm trying to get better at digital art, really I am. I'll be the first to admit it's not my strong suit. So, here we go. An actual serious attempt. And, yes, I do know that the grass brush is as overused as a lens flare, but I'm not good at making my own brushes just yet, so, I did what I could.
Done in Photoshop and Illustrator. Skye, Wielder, and Arc are mine. Kajitora is c.
.
I should have been more alert. I shouldn't have trusted my immediate equals in rank to respect me the way I do them. Roan almost destroyed me while we were all competing for higher rank. None of us were supposed to resort to such violence...and certainly not premeditated assassination. His friends, his servants, had waited in a back alley, knowing that I, a saluki---one of the fastest dogs one could ever hope to be, would be in the front of the race. I was tired...I was shocked...my own packmates...my superior...willing to kill me over rank. Right when I thought my feet would never race across the Earth again, that's when SHE showed up, all teeth and claws, ripping them apart, not even realizing that she was collecting her own fair share of wounds.
She could have outright won, but she lifted my almost lifeless body up onto her back and ran as fast as her limping legs would allow to the finish line. She ran past them...even though they cheered her name...'Wielder! The new Second in Command!' I fell asleep to the rhythm of her heartbeat, fast and strong, and the whisper of her large feet on concrete, then through grass.
I was aware of her presence at all times throughout the next few days, even though I rarely opened my eyes. I could smell her all around me...she must have taken me to her den. That first night, she laid her tongue on my neck to lick the clotting blood that matted my fur. I felt myself shiver. She stopped for a moment before continuing. Warmth spread from her touch, and I tried to fight it.
The pack Healer came to bandage my wounds, and I could feel those deep brown eyes watching me like cold fires. After that, Arc, my beloved leader, visited us in her fort of bent over saplings. It was refreshing to smell him, and I wanted so badly to open my eyes and speak his name...and I almost was shocked enough to do that when I heard her let out a roar, the warmth of her body leaving mine as she rushed to greet him at the mouth. The conversation was muddled by my lack of complete consciousness and by the thumping of my heart in my head.
She growled in a language that was as ancient as my oldest bloodlines. "Get out of here until you do something about that bastard you call a Lieutenant Commander! I will not allow you to come within five feet of her!"
"She's a member of MY pack," I heard Arc state. Then I heard some scuffling and a yelp...and it wasn't Wielder's.
"Listen to me, o' favored Son, you will not approach her until I know for a fact that you have done the right thing. Til that time comes, don't step foot back in MY den."
I was able to open my eyes enough to watch him leave. As if sensing it, she turned towards me, her eyes a mixture of confusion and sadness.
The only one who dared to come visit me after that was Kajitora, my akita friend and equal in rank. Wielder begrudgingly allowed her to come in, getting up and walking outside to the mouth of the thicket. As Kaji settled down next to me, I noticed that even Wielder's warmth was different...and I missed it somehow. The akita whispered to me the things that were happening in my absence. How the pack was all up in arms over the new second in command who refused to greet them yet...who refused to bow to the leader all over me.
I was still tired, stricken with a heavy fever when she helped me to walk outside of the thicket and into her meadow, dewy and cool from the night. I lied down carefully in the grass as she sat next to me, staring into the dark lines of the evergreen trees around us, her lupine ears constantly alert.
"Why did you do it?" I managed to ask. Her head snapped towards mine as if she had heard a dead dog speak.
She contemplated her answer for a moment. "You were my Commanding Officer. It was unfair. That was all I needed." She turned her attention immediately back to the forest that looked like black daggers. I shuddered as the free winds and dew chilled my body. She must have noticed because she lied down beside me, curling her tail around my haunches possessively...
...and I was happy. I was protected. She placed her forepaw over mine and continued to keep watch. I looked up at her and saw that there were heavy bags under her eyes from her constant vigilance. Her own wounds were not cared for, and I wished I had the energy to tend to them myself. My mind was so clouded by the heat of fever that I didn't care that I was thinking these things of my enemy.
Slowly, fever dreams took me back into the world of sleep, but not before I reached my unpinned paw over her's...cradling the large paw gently.
I'm trying to get better at digital art, really I am. I'll be the first to admit it's not my strong suit. So, here we go. An actual serious attempt. And, yes, I do know that the grass brush is as overused as a lens flare, but I'm not good at making my own brushes just yet, so, I did what I could.
Done in Photoshop and Illustrator. Skye, Wielder, and Arc are mine. Kajitora is c.
.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Animal related (non-anthro)
Species Wolf
Size 900 x 643px
File Size 454.1 kB
Normally I do like to leave a post that has a civilized tone to some degree, but I do have to say...
God damn, this is beautiful O_o
You did an excellent job with the way the lighting in the background comes off from the city and the way the starts get progressively easier to make out the further into the sky they are.
You've done yourself proud yet again, Wielder. I am rendered slack jawed, wide eyed, and bushy tailed.
God damn, this is beautiful O_o
You did an excellent job with the way the lighting in the background comes off from the city and the way the starts get progressively easier to make out the further into the sky they are.
You've done yourself proud yet again, Wielder. I am rendered slack jawed, wide eyed, and bushy tailed.
If someone says they don't need practice or improvement, then you are dealing with a complete asshole. Seriously. Thankfully, I have come into contact with very few members of that type...I can't stand that. We can all be better in everything we do.
Thanks so much. I'm glad you like my stuff! Oh, and don't forget to send me your address so I can mail your St. Bernard girl out to you. BTW, folks seem to really have liked your idea! You need to do more with that character and her three woofy boys.
Thanks so much. I'm glad you like my stuff! Oh, and don't forget to send me your address so I can mail your St. Bernard girl out to you. BTW, folks seem to really have liked your idea! You need to do more with that character and her three woofy boys.
Oh yes, I unfortunately know several people who think they cannot improve any further--that they have reached Mt. Olympus itself in terms of their artistic abilities. However, I do think that there are less talented artists, such as myself, or even people who haven't tried art yet but like to watch it, who might think several of the more talented artists have reached the supposed "end of the road" as far as artistic ability goes. I firmly believe that there is no end as well, so... :P
I am glad to see that idea did come off as interesting as it did to the general public. I am still quite thankful that you were able to bring it to life in the way that you did :) I thank you again for that and hope to do business with you again in the future ^^
I am glad to see that idea did come off as interesting as it did to the general public. I am still quite thankful that you were able to bring it to life in the way that you did :) I thank you again for that and hope to do business with you again in the future ^^
Yay, an upload where Wielder isn't humping something!
Seriously, you haven't uploaded anything of these two in awhile and I'm really glad to see you revisit them. I really like them both and it's not just because I've been drawing them for commission reasons, lol. There is something very appealing about their awkward chemistry and how it grows into something completely real and genuine.
This is very beautiful even though you say you don't have a firm grasp of digital coloring. This piece doesn't betray you at all. I love the hues and the composition and especially the soft glow of the city lights. I like how well you visually translated Wielder's vigil.
Seriously, you haven't uploaded anything of these two in awhile and I'm really glad to see you revisit them. I really like them both and it's not just because I've been drawing them for commission reasons, lol. There is something very appealing about their awkward chemistry and how it grows into something completely real and genuine.
This is very beautiful even though you say you don't have a firm grasp of digital coloring. This piece doesn't betray you at all. I love the hues and the composition and especially the soft glow of the city lights. I like how well you visually translated Wielder's vigil.
Lol! Yeah, the canon stuff actually has very little 'OMG SEX' in it.
There's so much I want to do concerning these two. I really need to make the effort to do an actual comic that would happen shortly after the sketch comic in my scraps happens. People seem to want to know how they really get together, and Wielder's reasons for not wanting to jump into a relationship with the beautiful Skye.
I'm glad that you like them as characters and what they share. It's always been an "accidentally in love" thing with them. I need to see if I can fish out the first drawing I ever did of Skye and Wielder where Skye's being all snooty and prancing past Wielder.
Digital coloring is the devil. But I will tame it *shakes fist*! If only it didn't take so damn long.
There's so much I want to do concerning these two. I really need to make the effort to do an actual comic that would happen shortly after the sketch comic in my scraps happens. People seem to want to know how they really get together, and Wielder's reasons for not wanting to jump into a relationship with the beautiful Skye.
I'm glad that you like them as characters and what they share. It's always been an "accidentally in love" thing with them. I need to see if I can fish out the first drawing I ever did of Skye and Wielder where Skye's being all snooty and prancing past Wielder.
Digital coloring is the devil. But I will tame it *shakes fist*! If only it didn't take so damn long.
Perhaps it's my imagination, but one can tell the romantic relationship between Skye and Wielder is only really beginning simply by looking at the poses and facial expressions. It's like Wielder is being so vigilant, not only to "do her duty" but also to make sure her gestures and actions remain professional, as to not admit beginning/growing feelings to Skye but also herself.
Or am I reading too deeply into this? :)
Either way, it's a skillful picture. Looking forward (without pressuring you) to seeing more of the story.
Or am I reading too deeply into this? :)
Either way, it's a skillful picture. Looking forward (without pressuring you) to seeing more of the story.
You're not reading too much into it. Wielder knows that there is something alluring about Skye, and she also knows that she does not want another relationship of any kind other than professional or platonic at this time. As tough as she is, Wielder is very guarded concerning her heart.
Thanks so much. There is a comic of these two in my scraps that follows sometime after this occurs if you'd like to read it. Would you like me to link you to it?
Thanks so much. There is a comic of these two in my scraps that follows sometime after this occurs if you'd like to read it. Would you like me to link you to it?
Thank you, I've found it.
It looks like you've had this comic and the whole story surrounding the characters, in your head for a long time. You certainly have the talent - besides life, etc. getting in the way, (if you don't mind me asking) what is holding you back from fully completing at least a chapter of the story?
I'm curious, because I have my own "canine story" that I had written over 10 years ago in high school, and I also have the (Photoshop/compositing) skills now to bring it to life. However it seems that even though it's a worthy tale (judged by others and not just me) that I finally wish to bring to an end, I invest the least amount of effort possible into actually completing it. It has felt like a chore for quite a while now.
It looks like you've had this comic and the whole story surrounding the characters, in your head for a long time. You certainly have the talent - besides life, etc. getting in the way, (if you don't mind me asking) what is holding you back from fully completing at least a chapter of the story?
I'm curious, because I have my own "canine story" that I had written over 10 years ago in high school, and I also have the (Photoshop/compositing) skills now to bring it to life. However it seems that even though it's a worthy tale (judged by others and not just me) that I finally wish to bring to an end, I invest the least amount of effort possible into actually completing it. It has felt like a chore for quite a while now.
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