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Ciara stood on top of Cearnach Castle and looked down at the city that sprawled all around her, then out toward the distant farms and forests that fed and sheltered her little kingdom. From the battlements, the people below were nearly invisible, but she could feel them as they moved through their lives. She could feel their hope and their fear, and their expectation that she could guide them and keep them safe, just as her family had done for a thousand years. She supposed she should be happy. In all the stories she'd read as a pup, being king was the hero's reward. It was what they'd fought for, and all they could think about. Now she had her kingdom, but not for being a hero. She'd just been the king's bastard, beloved and ignored, until he was dead and there was nobody left who could do the job. Now, all she could think of was her father.
Connor had been a distant figure all through her childhood. She'd loved him as family, and admired him as a king, but she'd never really understood him. He'd always been so concerned with protocol, with doing what a king was supposed to do, that he'd rarely had time for anything else. Including her. It had cost him his life in the end, and she couldn't help but remember that the last words she'd said to him had been spoken in anger. She'd pleaded with him to swallow his pride end his war before it ended him. She'd demanded that he listen to her for just one time, but he had just hugged her and told her that she'd understand one day. She'd just been a child, then.
Now, she had her own war to fight. Now, she had her own family to take care of, including a nine-year-old sister who was too much like the father she'd never met. Now, as she looked down at the thousands of people who were counting on her, she wondered what Connor would say if he could be with her today.
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Candii_pup
Ciara and Connor belong to
Megan Bryar
Connor had been a distant figure all through her childhood. She'd loved him as family, and admired him as a king, but she'd never really understood him. He'd always been so concerned with protocol, with doing what a king was supposed to do, that he'd rarely had time for anything else. Including her. It had cost him his life in the end, and she couldn't help but remember that the last words she'd said to him had been spoken in anger. She'd pleaded with him to swallow his pride end his war before it ended him. She'd demanded that he listen to her for just one time, but he had just hugged her and told her that she'd understand one day. She'd just been a child, then.
Now, she had her own war to fight. Now, she had her own family to take care of, including a nine-year-old sister who was too much like the father she'd never met. Now, as she looked down at the thousands of people who were counting on her, she wondered what Connor would say if he could be with her today.
Art belongs to
Candii_pupCiara and Connor belong to
Megan Bryar
Category All / General Furry Art
Species Vulpine (Other)
Size 1127 x 1280px
File Size 139 kB
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I really feel bad for Ciara never really knowing her father on the same level as adults. It's a burden more than a few characters in both our universes know far too well. It's a reminder to treasure them while we have them, loved ones and friends, and hopefully the ones we do have will live a long time.
I love how much emotion this picture conveys, especially since now she really does understand a lot more about her parents since she'd got the worldly experience to back it up. She's got a lot to learn, but she's much more aware than she was when she began.
I love how much emotion this picture conveys, especially since now she really does understand a lot more about her parents since she'd got the worldly experience to back it up. She's got a lot to learn, but she's much more aware than she was when she began.
So do I. While it has really helped to shape her and make her who she is today, I've always felt that it was one of the great sorrows of her life. Especially since, if things had gone slightly differently and Connor had survived, I think they could have had a really strong relationship once Ciara was gone. But she's grateful for the time she had with him, and you're right that it's a good reminder to cherish our loved ones while we have them with us.
The picture is really beautifully done, and I've always loved how well the artist captured just the right sort of feeling for it, even with a fairly minimal knowledge of the situation. Candii_pup has always been one of my very favorite artists and she has a real talent for emotion in her work, which is why I went to her with this.
The picture is really beautifully done, and I've always loved how well the artist captured just the right sort of feeling for it, even with a fairly minimal knowledge of the situation.
Candii_pup has always been one of my very favorite artists and she has a real talent for emotion in her work, which is why I went to her with this.
I think it's the mark of a good character when their past affects their present actions. People don't just appear out of nowhere. They're the sum of their experiences, both good and bad. It isn't always pretty, but it's real. It's why I always like to think backwards when designing characters. How did they get to now? Why is the bad guy doing what they're doing? They have to have a reason, that at least to them makes sense.
I should think if things were different, she'd have gotten along very well. Potential story idea. It's been done, but it might be interesting to see Ciara get him back in a sort of either alternate reality or a little bit of him left in an enchanted object with a limited charge.
I agree, she did a great job. :)
I should think if things were different, she'd have gotten along very well. Potential story idea. It's been done, but it might be interesting to see Ciara get him back in a sort of either alternate reality or a little bit of him left in an enchanted object with a limited charge.
I agree, she did a great job. :)
I've been kind of tempted to write more of a complete scene or story around this image, actually. I've been debating with myself as to whether or not ghosts are real in their world, and if so, how that might work when it comes to things like interacting with living people. Alternately, some kind of alternate reality or time travel might be interesting, too, though the time travel storyline would bring up all kinds of potential problems as well. So I haven't hit on anything solid yet, but it's an interesting idea.
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