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Even being the trouble making bird she is when Ashe gets down to business she's a force to be reckoned with. A powerful warrior on the hunt for those who could best her. I'm so happy with this piece and I think the art turned out fantastic.
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Ashe is mine
Seargit
Done by
VeraKulturaAshe is mine
Seargit
Category All / All
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Size 1280 x 660px
File Size 216.7 kB
Creatures of the forest oft spoke of a legendary Winged beauty. A drake hybrid herself, Neshirah felt envy creep into her veins each time word of this unknown warrior reached ears. Be it she taking a piss on a bush and some passing fae's of the forest would remark how they saw her slay some boar. Even Pubs where mead flowed almost without end found a bottomless pit suddenly filled at just her very mention: Ashe. That was her name. Neshirah needed to catch a glimpse of this unknown combatant in action.
As fate would have it. Both women were out on the very same mission. A brand new book keeper not doing their job with taking care to not share the same quest with competing Adventures. Either way serendipity named, Neshirah as its champion. Metal scrapped over bark while clambering to get into position.
CRASH!! BOOM!! BOOM!
Just like that all hell breaks loose. Accumulating clouds from earlier in the day finally reached a climatic finish. It was here against gloomy cumulonimbus tapestry Neshirah finally locked eyes on the coy and in some ways rightfully bold avian. She'd been in the heat of battle when Neshirah seen her. Regal and strong with a hint of sexiness. Loins grew three sizes that day. Sitting twin sided glaive against a nearby oak. Neshirah loosens cloth about her waist.
Thunk...Thunk...
Muted metal and leather liter hearth as the hybrid Jackal and dragon used the same tree her glaive had been posted against to spread her legs. Cock swelled and balls pulsing. She'd never been stuck by love at first sight. Hell lust at first sight was a new one and yet here she was. Both in lust and love. Veins fueling cock's expansion with fresh blood. Breeding this woman would mean a great deal for both of their lines. Progeny that would make the gods cry.
As fate would have it. Both women were out on the very same mission. A brand new book keeper not doing their job with taking care to not share the same quest with competing Adventures. Either way serendipity named, Neshirah as its champion. Metal scrapped over bark while clambering to get into position.
CRASH!! BOOM!! BOOM!
Just like that all hell breaks loose. Accumulating clouds from earlier in the day finally reached a climatic finish. It was here against gloomy cumulonimbus tapestry Neshirah finally locked eyes on the coy and in some ways rightfully bold avian. She'd been in the heat of battle when Neshirah seen her. Regal and strong with a hint of sexiness. Loins grew three sizes that day. Sitting twin sided glaive against a nearby oak. Neshirah loosens cloth about her waist.
Thunk...Thunk...
Muted metal and leather liter hearth as the hybrid Jackal and dragon used the same tree her glaive had been posted against to spread her legs. Cock swelled and balls pulsing. She'd never been stuck by love at first sight. Hell lust at first sight was a new one and yet here she was. Both in lust and love. Veins fueling cock's expansion with fresh blood. Breeding this woman would mean a great deal for both of their lines. Progeny that would make the gods cry.
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