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A very pricy commission by the very nice and very artistic 
zannah of me in my vixen form and my Apprentice, Darth Rade by 
BlueCoyote, the two lead characters in my RP based story 'Willing Slaves'.
Give the artist lots of love because she deserves it! This was worth every penny!
Edit: A little story I had written last month featuring these two, taking place some 20 years after the end of Willing Slaves.
In the depths of space, just over the border in the Galactic Republic, hung a vibrant green world. Scattered around its orbit was a massive debris field which included the wrecks of a couple dozen warships ranging from 100 meter long Corvettes to the shattered hulk of a two-kilometer long Battlecruiser. To one side of this widely spread debris field was a silent, silver moon. This lone sentinel was soon joined by a fleet of warships led by a massive Super Star Destroyer - the Guardian. She herself was surrounded by her attendant escorts consisting of no less than a half-dozen Imperial Star Destroyers led by an Allegiance class Battlecruiser, a pair of Nebulon Escort Frigates, and half dozen Corellian Corvettes. The newly formed Cerinian First Fleet moved cautiously in orbit of the planet toward the moon, but on a course to maintain a safe distance from it and its protective planetary defense shield.
A shuttle soon emerged from the belly of the Star Dreadnought, with a fighter escort of sharply angular TIE Hunters, all headed toward the moon. Even the massive command ship couldn't get a clear scan of it because of the powerful shield being projected from the surface, and so a carefully mandated procedure had to be followed around this highly secret Republic project that went on here.
As the code was accepted, the operator on the base opened a small hole in the security shield to let the shuttle pass. On the bridge of the SSD Guardian, Admiral Torril heard a yelp of surprise from one of his sensor officers that got a clear look at the moon when the shield opened to admit the shuttle.
"What is it?" He asked, stepping down the length of the catwalk to look into the command pit.
"The moon..."
"What of it?" The vulpine scowled.
"That's no moon..." Was the stunned response. "... it's a space station!"
Looks of surprise from everyone was directed out the armored viewports, fearing what could have caused the Master to build this monstrosity.
The rest of the Cerinian Fleet had arrived. Joined by Republic Star Destroyers and Escorts, the armada numbered almost 400 warships and ringed the new Death Star. Swarms of fighters flew past the hangers in formation, a parade of firepower as the Republic promised to never again become complacent and corrupt, and do whatever they could to defend themselves.
Ranks of Cerinian Stormtroopers and Battle Droids, Republic Troopers, Officers and Crew from the Fleet all assembled in neat blocks as the Shuttle touched down before them. A line of Rakshani Females led by a silver shewolf all in white armor emerged and formed two rows before the ramp as the Imperial March played its triumphant chorus. Between the two ranks, Darth Rade and Commander Jerrod waited, kneeling as the black robed biped appeared and slowly glided down the ramp.
"Rise, my friend." Came the soft, soothing, motherly voice. The reflective glow of emerald green eyes of a red fox vixen smiled from the shadow cast by the hood. She continued walking slowly, Rade standing and following beside her, Jerrod silently bringing up the rear.
"The Death Star will be completed on schedule." The Apprentice reported after a brief silence.
"You have done well, Lady Rade." The Master tilted her head back slowly; "And now I sense you wish to return to your family and see to them..."
Rade continued to walk, but didn't respond for a moment. "Yes, My Master."
"Patience, my friend." The Master smiled, continuing her slow pacing, appearing as Imperious as she was known for, her voice speaking just as slowly and clearly. "In time, Marina will seek you out. And when she does, you will see that she has grown strong. You will have your chance to ensure your daughter has turned to the Dark Side of the Force. This coming battle will ensure it."
"As you wish."
The Master smiled, the hood turning slightly toward the other vixen. "Everything is proceeding as I have forseen..." She trailed off in maniacal laughter as they left the parade.
zannah of me in my vixen form and my Apprentice, Darth Rade by 
BlueCoyote, the two lead characters in my RP based story 'Willing Slaves'.Give the artist lots of love because she deserves it! This was worth every penny!
Edit: A little story I had written last month featuring these two, taking place some 20 years after the end of Willing Slaves.
In the depths of space, just over the border in the Galactic Republic, hung a vibrant green world. Scattered around its orbit was a massive debris field which included the wrecks of a couple dozen warships ranging from 100 meter long Corvettes to the shattered hulk of a two-kilometer long Battlecruiser. To one side of this widely spread debris field was a silent, silver moon. This lone sentinel was soon joined by a fleet of warships led by a massive Super Star Destroyer - the Guardian. She herself was surrounded by her attendant escorts consisting of no less than a half-dozen Imperial Star Destroyers led by an Allegiance class Battlecruiser, a pair of Nebulon Escort Frigates, and half dozen Corellian Corvettes. The newly formed Cerinian First Fleet moved cautiously in orbit of the planet toward the moon, but on a course to maintain a safe distance from it and its protective planetary defense shield.
A shuttle soon emerged from the belly of the Star Dreadnought, with a fighter escort of sharply angular TIE Hunters, all headed toward the moon. Even the massive command ship couldn't get a clear scan of it because of the powerful shield being projected from the surface, and so a carefully mandated procedure had to be followed around this highly secret Republic project that went on here.
As the code was accepted, the operator on the base opened a small hole in the security shield to let the shuttle pass. On the bridge of the SSD Guardian, Admiral Torril heard a yelp of surprise from one of his sensor officers that got a clear look at the moon when the shield opened to admit the shuttle.
"What is it?" He asked, stepping down the length of the catwalk to look into the command pit.
"The moon..."
"What of it?" The vulpine scowled.
"That's no moon..." Was the stunned response. "... it's a space station!"
Looks of surprise from everyone was directed out the armored viewports, fearing what could have caused the Master to build this monstrosity.
The rest of the Cerinian Fleet had arrived. Joined by Republic Star Destroyers and Escorts, the armada numbered almost 400 warships and ringed the new Death Star. Swarms of fighters flew past the hangers in formation, a parade of firepower as the Republic promised to never again become complacent and corrupt, and do whatever they could to defend themselves.
Ranks of Cerinian Stormtroopers and Battle Droids, Republic Troopers, Officers and Crew from the Fleet all assembled in neat blocks as the Shuttle touched down before them. A line of Rakshani Females led by a silver shewolf all in white armor emerged and formed two rows before the ramp as the Imperial March played its triumphant chorus. Between the two ranks, Darth Rade and Commander Jerrod waited, kneeling as the black robed biped appeared and slowly glided down the ramp.
"Rise, my friend." Came the soft, soothing, motherly voice. The reflective glow of emerald green eyes of a red fox vixen smiled from the shadow cast by the hood. She continued walking slowly, Rade standing and following beside her, Jerrod silently bringing up the rear.
"The Death Star will be completed on schedule." The Apprentice reported after a brief silence.
"You have done well, Lady Rade." The Master tilted her head back slowly; "And now I sense you wish to return to your family and see to them..."
Rade continued to walk, but didn't respond for a moment. "Yes, My Master."
"Patience, my friend." The Master smiled, continuing her slow pacing, appearing as Imperious as she was known for, her voice speaking just as slowly and clearly. "In time, Marina will seek you out. And when she does, you will see that she has grown strong. You will have your chance to ensure your daughter has turned to the Dark Side of the Force. This coming battle will ensure it."
"As you wish."
The Master smiled, the hood turning slightly toward the other vixen. "Everything is proceeding as I have forseen..." She trailed off in maniacal laughter as they left the parade.
Category Artwork (Traditional) / All
Species Vulpine (Other)
Size 1200 x 784px
File Size 222 kB
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