[Spontoon] The Glass Goose: Making it Right [PLUG]
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Soon, the three females sat in the dim light of an oil lamp at the corner of the table, with Dorothy supporting Jane from behind as Junko spread out the contents of the first aid kit and proceeded to dab iodine on the athletic rabbit's open cuts.
The feline's eyes glimmered in the twilight, as she looked at Junko's aura. A mixture of fear, curiosity, and attraction hovered at the surface behind a studiously maintained detachment, a storm of uncertainty under outwardly calm waters of a Kokoro native's deeply ingrained control of their emotions. This was indeed a brave girl, facing something as unsettling as Miss Early's strange ability could be, despite an obvious urge to withdraw, either by fleeing or by curling into an immobile ball in the manner of her kindred when faced with things too large for them to confront or flee. Dorothy also sensed a measure of frustration. Junko wanted to understand, to make sense of what she'd seen, but was stymied by her lack of a common language.
The gem of the Eye of the Guardians gleamed on Dorothy's bosom, and she became aware of a presence at her shoulder, speaking to her directly to her mind. She glanced back to see the translucent image of one of her predecessors, whose personalities haunted the Eye as guides and advisors. The golden-furred feline shade was clad in dark kimonos layered over white, a pale cowl covering her head and ears, the image of the Eye affixed to a band around her forehead.
The figure gave a short bow. {Perhaps I could be of assistance in this matter, O Successor.}
Dorothy responded to her thoughts with recognition, thinking of her by name. {Miyowara Miko, I believe that you can. Help me speak clearly to this girl, so that she may see things in their proper light.}
Story and art ©
warren. Image enlarged by moi.
Soon, the three females sat in the dim light of an oil lamp at the corner of the table, with Dorothy supporting Jane from behind as Junko spread out the contents of the first aid kit and proceeded to dab iodine on the athletic rabbit's open cuts.
The feline's eyes glimmered in the twilight, as she looked at Junko's aura. A mixture of fear, curiosity, and attraction hovered at the surface behind a studiously maintained detachment, a storm of uncertainty under outwardly calm waters of a Kokoro native's deeply ingrained control of their emotions. This was indeed a brave girl, facing something as unsettling as Miss Early's strange ability could be, despite an obvious urge to withdraw, either by fleeing or by curling into an immobile ball in the manner of her kindred when faced with things too large for them to confront or flee. Dorothy also sensed a measure of frustration. Junko wanted to understand, to make sense of what she'd seen, but was stymied by her lack of a common language.
The gem of the Eye of the Guardians gleamed on Dorothy's bosom, and she became aware of a presence at her shoulder, speaking to her directly to her mind. She glanced back to see the translucent image of one of her predecessors, whose personalities haunted the Eye as guides and advisors. The golden-furred feline shade was clad in dark kimonos layered over white, a pale cowl covering her head and ears, the image of the Eye affixed to a band around her forehead.
The figure gave a short bow. {Perhaps I could be of assistance in this matter, O Successor.}
Dorothy responded to her thoughts with recognition, thinking of her by name. {Miyowara Miko, I believe that you can. Help me speak clearly to this girl, so that she may see things in their proper light.}
Story and art ©
warren. Image enlarged by moi.
Category Artwork (Digital) / General Furry Art
Species Rabbit / Hare
Size 1280 x 966px
File Size 177.5 kB
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