
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, Imma fight
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock on the clock
But the party don't stop, no
-Tik Tok by Keisha
Time doesn't matter when you're dancing. You're caught up in the moment...the past, whatever happened in it, the future, whatever you want to happen tomorrow...none of that matters. A real dance is a breath, inhale, exhale, push, pull. Just communication.
Nobody knew that better than Kajitora as she watched the timberwolf with her old flame, spinning in and out of the multicolored beams of light at one of Atlanta's most popular gay friendly clubs. Wielder could say she didn't form attachments all she wanted to, but Kajitora could tell that the soft touches and grabs, the synchronized movements of hips and legs spoke more painful truths than the proud wolf would ever admit. The beardog swallowed her whiskey, letting the rough fire of the liquid quell her worry for her friend. Old fires are the hardest kind of warmth to ignore, and no one knew that better than the akita.
Done for my main foxeh,
as a birthday present and a window into Wielder's story that will one day make it to FA...I promise.
Done with copic markers, micron inks, and gel pen on regular sketchbook paper
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, Imma fight
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock on the clock
But the party don't stop, no
-Tik Tok by Keisha
Time doesn't matter when you're dancing. You're caught up in the moment...the past, whatever happened in it, the future, whatever you want to happen tomorrow...none of that matters. A real dance is a breath, inhale, exhale, push, pull. Just communication.
Nobody knew that better than Kajitora as she watched the timberwolf with her old flame, spinning in and out of the multicolored beams of light at one of Atlanta's most popular gay friendly clubs. Wielder could say she didn't form attachments all she wanted to, but Kajitora could tell that the soft touches and grabs, the synchronized movements of hips and legs spoke more painful truths than the proud wolf would ever admit. The beardog swallowed her whiskey, letting the rough fire of the liquid quell her worry for her friend. Old fires are the hardest kind of warmth to ignore, and no one knew that better than the akita.
Done for my main foxeh,

Done with copic markers, micron inks, and gel pen on regular sketchbook paper
Category Artwork (Traditional) / General Furry Art
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 900 x 626px
File Size 191.9 kB
I'm glad you like the piece! I'm glad it came out as successful as it did as I'm often afraid to work with weird lighting and such.
Yeah, I'll admit, the girly part of me likes pretty much all dance/techno music. You know us white people, gotta just jump around in a circle, spinnin' shit instead of real dancin' lol.
Yeah, I'll admit, the girly part of me likes pretty much all dance/techno music. You know us white people, gotta just jump around in a circle, spinnin' shit instead of real dancin' lol.
that isnt dance/techno i like dance/techno that bitch fucking talks. she doesnt SING. i thought it was only this song that play a thousand times on the radio everyday that she talked through..but than i heard another one of her "hits" and i was like...wtf...ShES DOING IT AGAIN.
the lighting is amazing and i love the movement in the peice along with background very well done indeed. i wish i could color ;.;
the lighting is amazing and i love the movement in the peice along with background very well done indeed. i wish i could color ;.;
Hahhaha, so it's like slow rap then? Around here, the only music stations we can pick up are gospel and country...and like, one classic rock station. It's ridiculous. I'm so ready to invest in satellite radio that it's not even funny...and I'm totally not one of those OMG MUST HAS MY MUZICK kids. So, it's bad when I'm bothered to the point of spending money to listen to decent NEW shit on the radio.
Coloring is a pain, girl. I don't understand how some of the uber-artists out there in this community do it like they do. But I'm glad you like mah style nonetheless.
Coloring is a pain, girl. I don't understand how some of the uber-artists out there in this community do it like they do. But I'm glad you like mah style nonetheless.
When the dark of the night comes around, that's the time that the animal comes alive looking for somehing wild. Lose your mind, lose it now, lose your clothes in the crowd. There's a place downtown where the freaks all come around, its a hole in the wall its a dirty free for all. Theres I place I know if you're looking for a show, where they go hardcore and theres glitter on the floor.
I love love love your marker work! The way you put so many colors together is amazing! I love going through and seeing all the little details too. Fantastic work hun!
I really hope you get a chance to upload that story too. It sounds great! And one of these days I will go to the ATL and check that club out. ;D It's a shame that I live so close, but never make it down there. xD
I really hope you get a chance to upload that story too. It sounds great! And one of these days I will go to the ATL and check that club out. ;D It's a shame that I live so close, but never make it down there. xD
Well, if you'd like to read the story thus far, you can find it at wielderwolf.livejournal.com . It's rough, subject to future editing, but that's where it is for now. Once I refine it, I'll post it to FA.
There are several gay/gay friendly clubs in Atlanta. It's been ages since I've really hit the ATL scene, but I'm sure they're still there.
There are several gay/gay friendly clubs in Atlanta. It's been ages since I've really hit the ATL scene, but I'm sure they're still there.
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