[Spontoon] The Glass Goose: Sunset Light [PLUG]
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The sun was setting on the horizon, filling the sky over the gently rustling palm trees with a blaze of russets and oranges over the tiny islands of the Nobikini Atoll. A warm glow came from the open windows of the huts on the spit of land between the two forested islets.
Jane Early stood at the water's edge in the gathering darkness, fuming, her hands crammed into the pockets of her jacket, which she wore over the light, airy sarong that Nolakeli had wrapped around her after that luxurious bath in the ocean.
Supper had been strained, with barely a word spoken among those who spoke Westcommon, while the native girls had only exchanged a few hushed phrases in their lyrical tongue, aware of the palpable tension in the room and not liking it one bit.
Eventually, the rabbit doe could no longer stand it, and had stormed out of the hut. She stood with her toes in the surf, letting the water cool them as the breeze did her head. Her long, white tipped ears drooped, as the remoteness of the tiny ring of islets under the deepening sky amplified the isolation she felt.
She looked back at the huts, and chanced to see the unmistakable, graceful silhouette of Junko step out of the doorway of the sleeping hut, clad in a light kimono of broad purple stripes edged in delicate faded blues. The usagi paused, looking across the beach at her for a moment, then turned hastily and hurried up the beach toward the northern point of the island, where Gwen and Loretta had taken her and Dorothy to see the "Mermaid's Cave".
The tan furred doe's long ear cocked in curiosity, and after a moment's consideration, started walking after the beautiful former pearl diver.
Story and art ©
warren.
The sun was setting on the horizon, filling the sky over the gently rustling palm trees with a blaze of russets and oranges over the tiny islands of the Nobikini Atoll. A warm glow came from the open windows of the huts on the spit of land between the two forested islets.
Jane Early stood at the water's edge in the gathering darkness, fuming, her hands crammed into the pockets of her jacket, which she wore over the light, airy sarong that Nolakeli had wrapped around her after that luxurious bath in the ocean.
Supper had been strained, with barely a word spoken among those who spoke Westcommon, while the native girls had only exchanged a few hushed phrases in their lyrical tongue, aware of the palpable tension in the room and not liking it one bit.
Eventually, the rabbit doe could no longer stand it, and had stormed out of the hut. She stood with her toes in the surf, letting the water cool them as the breeze did her head. Her long, white tipped ears drooped, as the remoteness of the tiny ring of islets under the deepening sky amplified the isolation she felt.
She looked back at the huts, and chanced to see the unmistakable, graceful silhouette of Junko step out of the doorway of the sleeping hut, clad in a light kimono of broad purple stripes edged in delicate faded blues. The usagi paused, looking across the beach at her for a moment, then turned hastily and hurried up the beach toward the northern point of the island, where Gwen and Loretta had taken her and Dorothy to see the "Mermaid's Cave".
The tan furred doe's long ear cocked in curiosity, and after a moment's consideration, started walking after the beautiful former pearl diver.
Story and art ©
warren.
Category Artwork (Digital) / General Furry Art
Species Rabbit / Hare
Size 800 x 715px
File Size 115.2 kB
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