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+15 WG and +5 Tier for Kanu

Kanu's Objective 4 Phase 2 Image!

[Story-
He looked to his sides, to the people he was fighting with. Even though they were Bachelors and he was the only Exile, he was willing to help them in any way they could in order to win this war against those who thought themselves so much more superior to all- besides the Exiles that chose to fight across from Kanu of course, they were merely doing what they had to do to survive and he was proud of every single one of them for it.

Ears perked, hooves stomped and nickers sounded the air as distant figures emerged from the distant fog and halted a few yards from where Kanu was standing. He too perked up, eager to dig his teeth into whoever he could reach. This was not a spar- this was a war. He didn't need to go easy on anyone or anything, he could kill, injure and maim whomever he pleased and he loved that. There was so much energy, stress and tense emotion built up inside his tightening muscles, emotion that had begun splitting through his exterior and showing in his keen posture. He needed to let it out or he would burst and turn on whoever sat beside him. Whenever he entered a state of war he changed- drastically. He was no longer Kanu, calm, collected and able to tell one from the other. No. He was a monster. He knew it too, which was why he needed to try his best at all times to stay as calm as possible. Now was one of the times in his life when he could unleash his inner demons and let himself tear limb from limb.

He carefully eyed the Olde allies, picking out which ones he could go for. But the fog and rain blocked his vision, making it almost impossible to tell one horse from the other. He'd just have to wait until the siren for war sounded in the velvet sky and he hauled himself toward the enemy before he could properly choose an opponent. Which he was ok to do. The element of surprise only made his skin crawl and his veins pump poisonous blood. ]

Ack I don't know how I feel about this image. I mean, I don't mind it but I don't think it's my best. I couldn't figure out what else to put on it though without it looking cluttered. Comments are appreciate <3

Credits-
Kanu, Art (c) Me (jodifarrow22 )
Ziara (c) MythicalPrancer
Cain (c) pony-bones
Arturo (c) Katha88
Ghost (c) Ginger-Goddess

Tools-
SAI/PS
Tablet
Around 4 hours

THIS IMAGE MAY NOT BE COPIED, TRACED, CLAIMED OR REDISTRIBUTED ANYWHERE FOR ANY REASON UNLESS PERMISSION AND CREDIT IS GIVEN

Description

Gallery Youtube Commissions

~ ~
+15 WG and +5 Tier for Kanu

Kanu's Objective 4 Phase 2 Image!

[Story-
He looked to his sides, to the people he was fighting with. Even though they were Bachelors and he was the only Exile, he was willing to help them in any way they could in order to win this war against those who thought themselves so much more superior to all- besides the Exiles that chose to fight across from Kanu of course, they were merely doing what they had to do to survive and he was proud of every single one of them for it.

Ears perked, hooves stomped and nickers sounded the air as distant figures emerged from the distant fog and halted a few yards from where Kanu was standing. He too perked up, eager to dig his teeth into whoever he could reach. This was not a spar- this was a war. He didn't need to go easy on anyone or anything, he could kill, injure and maim whomever he pleased and he loved that. There was so much energy, stress and tense emotion built up inside his tightening muscles, emotion that had begun splitting through his exterior and showing in his keen posture. He needed to let it out or he would burst and turn on whoever sat beside him. Whenever he entered a state of war he changed- drastically. He was no longer Kanu, calm, collected and able to tell one from the other. No. He was a monster. He knew it too, which was why he needed to try his best at all times to stay as calm as possible. Now was one of the times in his life when he could unleash his inner demons and let himself tear limb from limb.

He carefully eyed the Olde allies, picking out which ones he could go for. But the fog and rain blocked his vision, making it almost impossible to tell one horse from the other. He'd just have to wait until the siren for war sounded in the velvet sky and he hauled himself toward the enemy before he could properly choose an opponent. Which he was ok to do. The element of surprise only made his skin crawl and his veins pump poisonous blood. ]

Ack I don't know how I feel about this image. I mean, I don't mind it but I don't think it's my best. I couldn't figure out what else to put on it though without it looking cluttered. Comments are appreciate <3

Credits-
Kanu, Art (c) Me (jodifarrow22 )
Ziara (c) MythicalPrancer
Cain (c) pony-bones
Arturo (c) Katha88
Ghost (c) Ginger-Goddess

Tools-
SAI/PS
Tablet
Around 4 hours

THIS IMAGE MAY NOT BE COPIED, TRACED, CLAIMED OR REDISTRIBUTED ANYWHERE FOR ANY REASON UNLESS PERMISSION AND CREDIT IS GIVEN