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An ongoing slice-of-life series on my fursona's life.

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The next phase of Zephyrius' training came in the form of survival. To live off what the lands provide, and in one of the many luscious green zones of Khemet was where the jackal was sent.

The Order had provided Zephyrius with a few days worth of rations and drinking water but aside from that, he would have to recall upon the lessons he had learnt on survival.

This trial exposes and gets all new Sentinels accustomed to long durations of solitude as their work sometimes require. To ensure safety while undergoing this trial observers would be sent from The Order to check up on their charges from a distance.

With nothing but the clothes on his back, few days worth of food and water, Zephyrius was escorted towards a Way Gate (a magical gate that allowed travel to other gates) and escorted through. Once Zephyrius crossed over to the other side, he turned around to take one last look at his home land as Caelan started to speak

Hey, you'll be fine. Keep your wits about you, stick to your training but don't be afraid to experiment.

I will Cae, thank you.

I'll see you in two years

With a warm smile they greeted each other farewell and with a single flash, the gate had closed. Zephyrius was on his own and for the next three years he would have to find his way to survive.

In the coming months Zephyrius would fashion himself a hand crossbow, bone dagger, and a new outfit to go with.

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Started out as an experimental piece half for D&D and half for personal curiosity ended up growing on me and now I'm wondering how I can fit this into my backstory. In any case there would be more tribal-styled art coming in the future.

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