
a commission I did recently for
StonerGriffon. Working with him on this image was the kind of experience you always hope for on a commission.
Val provided a text exposition to go along with the pic;
Valoriel was chased into the bamboo forest, the wolves chasing him figuring that the lean griffon would be an easy kill without the ability to easily fly out. Eventually, he had no real place to run. He had to fight... The leader of the griffon's pursuers, a muscular black-furred male, growled out a chuckle, patting his large club into his free hand, "Well now! Now you turn to fight us after all that running? You do realize you're outnumbered five to one..."
Valoriel narrowed his eyes, "Numbers mean nothing to the fury of an Aryo'vir's power, wolf. You've made your last mistake..."
The wolfpack raised an eyebrow as the griffon suddenly breathed in very deeply, his lean form rapidly distending as if he were a balloon, causing his light armor and clothing to strain greatly on his form within seconds on his newly-rounded shape. Baffled, the wolves didn't go on the attack, but instead started snickering at the apparent absurdity of the sight before them.
The fits of humor cost them, as a few seconds later, Valoriel opened his beak and raised his puffy talon with a hissing screech, the air filling him rushing out of his beak and nares, full of charged mana and forming into a rapidly swelling cyclone between him and the lupine brigands.
Indeed... Valoriel's pursuers made their last mistake...
Fox XXX
(there's a naughty version of this, I posted the clean one)

Val provided a text exposition to go along with the pic;
Valoriel was chased into the bamboo forest, the wolves chasing him figuring that the lean griffon would be an easy kill without the ability to easily fly out. Eventually, he had no real place to run. He had to fight... The leader of the griffon's pursuers, a muscular black-furred male, growled out a chuckle, patting his large club into his free hand, "Well now! Now you turn to fight us after all that running? You do realize you're outnumbered five to one..."
Valoriel narrowed his eyes, "Numbers mean nothing to the fury of an Aryo'vir's power, wolf. You've made your last mistake..."
The wolfpack raised an eyebrow as the griffon suddenly breathed in very deeply, his lean form rapidly distending as if he were a balloon, causing his light armor and clothing to strain greatly on his form within seconds on his newly-rounded shape. Baffled, the wolves didn't go on the attack, but instead started snickering at the apparent absurdity of the sight before them.
The fits of humor cost them, as a few seconds later, Valoriel opened his beak and raised his puffy talon with a hissing screech, the air filling him rushing out of his beak and nares, full of charged mana and forming into a rapidly swelling cyclone between him and the lupine brigands.
Indeed... Valoriel's pursuers made their last mistake...
Fox XXX
(there's a naughty version of this, I posted the clean one)
Category Artwork (Digital) / General Furry Art
Species Gryphon
Size 1280 x 905px
File Size 269.5 kB
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