Val'kia hasn't always been used to this. After spending a whole week crawling through the swamps of alternate timeline, soaked with blood and filth, she finally managed to come back and go back to the mansion of her mentor. The first thing she did, after dropping off her things outside, was seek the bath of the mansion.
Warm water, steaming soap, and finally- rest. She could get all that filth of off her, as it soaked off her fur. Taking a step outside, donning her underwear, she would read update from her mentor, as she looked around, stunned slightly:
A warm room. Her own. Her own things around, as she has gotten used to it now. Her fur, now soft after bath, as she can comfortably sit in her chair, and take in to the study provided to her by her mentor. The reality of this seems alost... alien. Surreal, to the worgen.... how long has it been since she ate trash out of gutter in Gilneas now...?
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fantasy
Species Werewolf / Lycanthrope
Size 2660 x 1385px
File Size 522.9 kB
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