Interbellum
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Hawthorn could not help but feel a sense of trepidation as the Blood Moon rose. It’s gentle crimson glow cast a beautiful but baleful spotlight upon the Wildlands, the Doe’s ears softly perking at the gentle growls of rousing Revenants. She sat and watched the Moon in a daze of sorts, her hooves lightly kicking front-to-back from the branch she sat upon. Once more, she felt her mind longing to ask the Moon ‘why’s, but there was no time for this hesitation.
She rested her palm to the great elder tree who had lifted her high, the large wooden friend seeming to groan and creak in conversational tunes. “I know.” the Doe murmured, softly standing up on the branch and glancing down to the darkness of her homelands. She let out a sigh and closed her eyes, dangling a hoof off of the gigantic tree and letting herself fall. Her arms gripped onto her cloak, as if using it to glide down gracefully, and she landed with a gentle thud.
Her hands lifted and clenched around the golden knuckles she always wore for any close calls, a slight smirk coming to her lips as she stomped a hoof down and dragged it across the ground, like a stallion about to charge onward.
“Alright, come at me. We know how this goes!” she yelled, catching the amber gaze of a shadowy lupine and lifting a hand as if to coax him onwards with her intoxicating, pure scent.
“I won’t hurt’cha...much.”
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✎ ART BY: YOU_WERE_INDICTED | HAWTHORN © HAWTHORN./NEMUI.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fantasy
Species Cervine (Other)
Size 950 x 1280px
File Size 151.8 kB
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