It didn't take much to convince Zea to go out camping in the woods, or to share a tent.

Getting her to strip in front of the fire out in the middle of the woods took a little extra convincing. Good thing Steelwings has a little hypnosis fire magic at his disposal!

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I took this commission about a year ago from the very patient  steelwings
It was a very challenging picture, with a full background that I've never done before, multiple light sources that I've never done before, and fire and other things that I've never done before.

I can say that I've learned a fuck ton about composition and light and a lot of other things from this commission, and I can only improve from here. I want to take this opportunity to thank Steelwings for commissioning this picture from me, and I hope it marks a step in the right direction for improvement in my artwork!

Hope you guys like it!

Steelwings is copyright  steelwings
Zea and artwork are copyright to me, Dr. Bored, 2013

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From Steelwings's brain:

A gentle but admittedly cheeky smile formed on the black furred muzzle of the winged canine as he slumped down next to the beautiful Orca female, his back resting against the conveniently placed log that was there.

“Well your right it is certainly peaceful out here, I can see why you chose this spot to go camping.” He muses, looking around at the darkened forest, the twinkling light of the stars high above them in the sky. You never got to see this many constellations in the city. His gaze travels further around the camp site from the Jeep that was hers, to the water cooler and already set up tent, to a rather suspicious looking beetle that was scurrying away from an open bag of marshmallows nearby

His eyes lingered lastly and for a long while on the radiantly beautiful Zea as she sat there poking the burning fire wood with a stick. “You seem tense Zea… I know you’ve got a lot going on back home but while you’re here in the woods you really should try to de stress.”

“And how would you recommend I do that?” she asks, looking over at the shirtless wolf with a sly smile.

“Well I do have a new trick I’ve been working on.” Steel returns the smile, unfurling one of his large feathered wings, extending it over towards the Orca and draping it over her shoulder and back. He shuffles over closer to her sitting form and holds up his palm before her, conjuring a small red and orange mote of flame that danced above the fur on his hand, “Focus on the fire Zea.” He begins in a gentle voice

As the wolf speaks in soft tones, his wing would gently massage and rub against her upper back to help relax and put the beautiful Aquatic lady at ease. The flame mote in his hand began to change colours, the pattern of its flame tips changing as well, sliding from healthy orange to gentle green with a blue centre to golden in colour to red, to blue, to green to pink. The flame mote danced before Zea’s eyes, and steel watched as the light reflected in them, as her face relaxes more and more and her eyes become vacant and half lidded.

The wolf smiles a little evilly as he continues to hold the dancing flame… “Zea it’s a little warm tonight,” he says softly, watching as she nods in agreement. “uncomfortably warm… you would feel much better, cooler and more relaxed if you were to take your clothes off.” He waits and watches with baited breath as for a moment she did nothing. But slowly the orca’s hands move from her lap where they lay up to the underside of her shirt, gripping it and slowly lifting it up to expose first her stomach then more.

Oh yes this would be a camping trip to remember all right.