The wolf shaman, her pelt as dark as the enveloping night, speaks softly to the darkness. Rising from the formless, embers light and crackle while they play across her claws. The skinwalker smiles softly as the flickering flames gather and the flamesprite finally coalesces on her palm.
This piece is for my housemate, who goes by the nom de plume Estel Raca (or Estel Wolfe). She is a prolific writer, much of the stuff she has available online is awesome Tokusatsu-related fan fiction. She also graduated last week, and is an official Doctor of Veterinary Medicine! She loves fire and werewolves, so I drew this for her.
This piece is for my housemate, who goes by the nom de plume Estel Raca (or Estel Wolfe). She is a prolific writer, much of the stuff she has available online is awesome Tokusatsu-related fan fiction. She also graduated last week, and is an official Doctor of Veterinary Medicine! She loves fire and werewolves, so I drew this for her.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fantasy
Species Wolf
Size 977 x 1280px
File Size 936.9 kB
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