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lukka9090 of equilion shapeshifter character +featured with me 
Hynvale Navayaghale💎
Wind howled across the blood-soaked plains of the battlefield, mirroring the chaos of the battle of the interspecies clan of fur, fangs, hooved, and scale. They were enemies, sworn to destroy each other, pawns in a war that had raged for generations. Hynvale, the dragon-wolf, joined the war who belonged to the clan of the fur and fangs for their ferocity and unwavering loyalty. His appearance may seem fierce as he snarled like a feral gleam in his eyes - But in fact he was just a 'victim' who was forced to join the war selflessly.
Opposite of them far away from the distance was a clan of the hooved and scales. Lukka, the equilion-taur, just one of the warrior of clan by armed with his signature bow and arrows, renowned for their unwavering charge and courage. The battle raged for hours, clashed for the fears and death to echoing across the battlefield, reflections to their own strength and ferocity. They met their ends one by one, yet some still survived, albeit wounded. Lukka, was suddenly stabbed by a spear from his opponent. Luckily, Lukka still survived and immediately dispatched the enemy who had wounded him.
The field and the atmosphere turned silent when the war seemed to be over. Victory, hard-won and bloody, had been achieved by both parties. Lukka walked with his eyes glazed over, as the large spear still protruded from his chest, intentionally to not pull it out right away because it will make worse. Fresh blood streamed from his chest and mouth, but he still survived…and staggered away, wandered off into the unknown.
A wounded random opponent was found, a white dragon-wolf species, alive despite three arrows protruding from his shoulder. Lukka, who is still holding a grudge and full of anger, approached him and tries to finish him off.
"You… YOU still breathe….//GGRrr//”
“No noo… wait, you don’t understand…I’m not…”
“…Youu…and your clan are just a pathetic sight creature…”
“Noo.. please, this wasn't… the end I envisioned…”
“…You shouldn't belong HERE! .. //RAAARrrggh//”
With the weakest body by wounded, Hynvale still has a energy to evaded Lukka's savage lunge as he tried to convince the angry taur.
“Please! I’m not your enemy! …I was…I just a victim who forced to join this war..” “LIAR!”
“…Listen to ME!!… I’m not the true legionnaire! Even myself don’t know how to fight until I lost my sword and got first attack by arrows from your clan!”
“….”
“BY THESE ARROWS… LOOK! *starts crying* I’m already suffered… Shouldn’t immediately finish off your enemy, even if they’re is not your actual enemy. Like me…”
“(Stares at Hynvale, his anger slowly subsiding) I… I don't know what to believe. Are you just amateur or…. *sigh* forget that…come here, sit on my body’s taur.”
“Thank you, good horsie.”
Carrying up Hynvale and continued walking, still bleeding by their respective wounded, stumbled through the aftermath of the battle. They didn't know where they were going, only that they had to keep moving away from the carnage. Now the setting of the field become dark skies, eerie shadows, making the desolate landscape seems even more sorrows….
…until the horrifying sight immediately happened to Hynvale…
The rotting flesh just spread on his chest and muzzle, revealing more of Hynvale's skeletal frame and bone, He looked at Lukka with his eyes filled with a pain that went beyond the physical.
"The curse of the darkness, by my clan… has taking over me… a painful punishment since I loss this war….”
“Even though I’m your opponent - thank you, for helping your enemy…. unfortunately, it's too late horsie…”
Lukka looked back, a bit shocked, as Hynvale’s corruption of rot spreaded… even so, he tried to calm his opponent though they were both in agony.
“It’s okay dragon-wolfe, I’m here…”
(( cough with blood ))
“…..I wish there was more I could do. You fought bravely…”
The wind continued to howl...
The ground lay shrouded in a somber silence…
The nature of candles enlighten, against the sorrows of the night
A chilling reminder of the price of war.
Our spirits were reduced to the smoldering embers
We are both ghosts of our former selves, consumed by this war.
——— ▶︎ 🤍🌿✨️🕊️
More than just a fictional story as this piece may captured the experience of universal struggles of humanity. Just like touching the challenges of friendships, the strength of togetherness, and the impact in the world around us. The candlelight symbolizes our enduring optimism, as everything should be fine in the future.
This artwork means a lot to us even it’s commission, so big thanks to Lukka who allowed me to do artistic freedom in deep-and-sorrow themed 🕯️🐴🐺
…..Karena perjuangan individu organis rekaan ilusi akan selalu lekang kekal hingga jalannya waktu tanpa henti.
——— ▶︎ •၊၊||၊|။|||| | - ♬ ݁˖🕯️🕯️
’Til I Die
Song by The Beach Boys ‧ 1971
-
I'm a cork on the ocean
Floating over the raging sea
How deep is the ocean? (x2)
I lost my way
( hey hey hey )
I'm a rock in a landslide
Rolling over the mountainside
How deep is the valley? x2)
It kills my soul
( hey hey hey )
I'm a leaf on a windy day
Pretty soon I'll be blown away
How long will the wind blow? (x2)
(Until I die)
Until I die
These things I'll be until I die …. (x9)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=46IQu0yuJzU
lukka9090 of equilion shapeshifter character +featured with me 
Hynvale Navayaghale💎Wind howled across the blood-soaked plains of the battlefield, mirroring the chaos of the battle of the interspecies clan of fur, fangs, hooved, and scale. They were enemies, sworn to destroy each other, pawns in a war that had raged for generations. Hynvale, the dragon-wolf, joined the war who belonged to the clan of the fur and fangs for their ferocity and unwavering loyalty. His appearance may seem fierce as he snarled like a feral gleam in his eyes - But in fact he was just a 'victim' who was forced to join the war selflessly.
Opposite of them far away from the distance was a clan of the hooved and scales. Lukka, the equilion-taur, just one of the warrior of clan by armed with his signature bow and arrows, renowned for their unwavering charge and courage. The battle raged for hours, clashed for the fears and death to echoing across the battlefield, reflections to their own strength and ferocity. They met their ends one by one, yet some still survived, albeit wounded. Lukka, was suddenly stabbed by a spear from his opponent. Luckily, Lukka still survived and immediately dispatched the enemy who had wounded him.
The field and the atmosphere turned silent when the war seemed to be over. Victory, hard-won and bloody, had been achieved by both parties. Lukka walked with his eyes glazed over, as the large spear still protruded from his chest, intentionally to not pull it out right away because it will make worse. Fresh blood streamed from his chest and mouth, but he still survived…and staggered away, wandered off into the unknown.
A wounded random opponent was found, a white dragon-wolf species, alive despite three arrows protruding from his shoulder. Lukka, who is still holding a grudge and full of anger, approached him and tries to finish him off.
"You… YOU still breathe….//GGRrr//”
“No noo… wait, you don’t understand…I’m not…”
“…Youu…and your clan are just a pathetic sight creature…”
“Noo.. please, this wasn't… the end I envisioned…”
“…You shouldn't belong HERE! .. //RAAARrrggh//”
With the weakest body by wounded, Hynvale still has a energy to evaded Lukka's savage lunge as he tried to convince the angry taur.
“Please! I’m not your enemy! …I was…I just a victim who forced to join this war..” “LIAR!”
“…Listen to ME!!… I’m not the true legionnaire! Even myself don’t know how to fight until I lost my sword and got first attack by arrows from your clan!”
“….”
“BY THESE ARROWS… LOOK! *starts crying* I’m already suffered… Shouldn’t immediately finish off your enemy, even if they’re is not your actual enemy. Like me…”
“(Stares at Hynvale, his anger slowly subsiding) I… I don't know what to believe. Are you just amateur or…. *sigh* forget that…come here, sit on my body’s taur.”
“Thank you, good horsie.”
Carrying up Hynvale and continued walking, still bleeding by their respective wounded, stumbled through the aftermath of the battle. They didn't know where they were going, only that they had to keep moving away from the carnage. Now the setting of the field become dark skies, eerie shadows, making the desolate landscape seems even more sorrows….
…until the horrifying sight immediately happened to Hynvale…
The rotting flesh just spread on his chest and muzzle, revealing more of Hynvale's skeletal frame and bone, He looked at Lukka with his eyes filled with a pain that went beyond the physical.
"The curse of the darkness, by my clan… has taking over me… a painful punishment since I loss this war….”
“Even though I’m your opponent - thank you, for helping your enemy…. unfortunately, it's too late horsie…”
Lukka looked back, a bit shocked, as Hynvale’s corruption of rot spreaded… even so, he tried to calm his opponent though they were both in agony.
“It’s okay dragon-wolfe, I’m here…”
(( cough with blood ))
“…..I wish there was more I could do. You fought bravely…”
The wind continued to howl...
The ground lay shrouded in a somber silence…
The nature of candles enlighten, against the sorrows of the night
A chilling reminder of the price of war.
Our spirits were reduced to the smoldering embers
We are both ghosts of our former selves, consumed by this war.
——— ▶︎ 🤍🌿✨️🕊️
More than just a fictional story as this piece may captured the experience of universal struggles of humanity. Just like touching the challenges of friendships, the strength of togetherness, and the impact in the world around us. The candlelight symbolizes our enduring optimism, as everything should be fine in the future.
This artwork means a lot to us even it’s commission, so big thanks to Lukka who allowed me to do artistic freedom in deep-and-sorrow themed 🕯️🐴🐺
…..Karena perjuangan individu organis rekaan ilusi akan selalu lekang kekal hingga jalannya waktu tanpa henti.
——— ▶︎ •၊၊||၊|။|||| | - ♬ ݁˖🕯️🕯️
’Til I Die
Song by The Beach Boys ‧ 1971
-
I'm a cork on the ocean
Floating over the raging sea
How deep is the ocean? (x2)
I lost my way
( hey hey hey )
I'm a rock in a landslide
Rolling over the mountainside
How deep is the valley? x2)
It kills my soul
( hey hey hey )
I'm a leaf on a windy day
Pretty soon I'll be blown away
How long will the wind blow? (x2)
(Until I die)
Until I die
These things I'll be until I die …. (x9)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=46IQu0yuJzU
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Category Artwork (Digital) / General Furry Art
Species Centaur
Size 2700 x 1350px
File Size 6.28 MB
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