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He was only two years old, but he knew pain. Not the word perhaps, but the feel of it. Every day they would come and take away all of the dragonesses, and his mom. They never took him from the room, they always left him. But they would hurt him while his mother was gone. Without her there, he was vulnerable. He didn’t know to run or bite. He just knew it hurt.
He knew the scent of blood as well, and that it told of pain. His mother came back a lot with it dripping from her back. A lot of the dragonesses did. But when his mother saw him bleeding too, she would get angry. He knew it was an unpleasant thing, but it made her more protective over him. She would growl and cover him in gentle licks to clean the wounds. He always felt safe when she was around. He knew that, and he knew pain came when she wasn’t around.

One day though, that all changed. To him it was a special day. They didn’t take his mother that morning. He got to stay with her all day and he liked that. But she seemed nervous. She kept licking him even though he was clean. He only looked at her confused, and she would only nuzzle him and talk a little. Some of the words he knew, his special word was his favorite one. It was the one she always said when she looked at him. He knew it was his word and his alone. She said it a lot that day.
As the day carried on, she seemed to get more nervous. He still didn’t understand. But the other dragonesses kept looking at them with strange looks that he didn’t understand. Like they were hurt, but he didn’t see any blood on them, how could they hurt then?

Finally, the large door opened, making them all jump. He whined and hid behind his mother’s legs as she got to her paws, growling.
There were four of them. And they walked right over to him and his mother. He stared up at them with wide eyes. He didn’t like their looks.
His mother growled again and snarled, lashing her tail. He moved farther under her, away from them.
One of them pulled out a thick club that reminded him of his mother’s horns. It was sharp too. They talked at his mother, but he didn’t understand. He knew she didn’t like it though. She growled and suddenly her tail was in one of them. He watched with fear as blood spilt everywhere and it fell to the ground, not moving again.
Another one shrieked something and moved fast at his mother, bringing its club against her head. He squeaked in terror as his mother screeched. She was hurt now too, he could see the blood. She tried to attack it, but it was faster, moving and beating her again, this time twice.
He whimpered as she swayed and tried to attack again, but it only brought the club to her head again, this time with a crack.
She was hurt, but he didn’t understand why she kept attacking, wasn’t that bad?
He didn’t know how many times she was struck with the club, but it was a lot. The creature finally hit her again, this time she fell.
He didn’t know what to do. He was suddenly exposed with his mother’s body on the ground. He whined and quickly struggled to hide under her wing, but he was grabbed by the neck by them.
He squeaked in terror and fear as they began to walk away, blocking him from his mother. He wanted to bite, but he knew he wasn’t supposed to.
He didn’t know why they were taking him from his mother. All he knew was she was hurt, and without her protection, he would be too.
He whimpered and whined feebly as he was carried out, trying to keep his mother in sight as long as he could before the door was slammed shut, leaving his mother with only his whimpering cries echoing in her ears with the simple knowledge that she would never see him again.
***

So, this picture came about for a few reasons. One, I was bored in English,
two, I realized I haven't drawn Okapi in forever,
three, I felt like drawing Okapi and her son Callen,
four, I'm in a bad mood, so they suffer.

This is an acutal part of their story though It's not as random as it may seem.

I loooooove Okapi's pose Just going to say that here and now
Tried a new shading technique with this, case you couldn't tell.
Yes, lame background, but I really have no idea how to do a dungeon Something I gotta work on.

and... yup, that's it,

Enjoy

Description
He was only two years old, but he knew pain. Not the word perhaps, but the feel of it. Every day they would come and take away all of the dragonesses, and his mom. They never took him from the room, they always left him. But they would hurt him while his mother was gone. Without her there, he was vulnerable. He didn’t know to run or bite. He just knew it hurt.
He knew the scent of blood as well, and that it told of pain. His mother came back a lot with it dripping from her back. A lot of the dragonesses did. But when his mother saw him bleeding too, she would get angry. He knew it was an unpleasant thing, but it made her more protective over him. She would growl and cover him in gentle licks to clean the wounds. He always felt safe when she was around. He knew that, and he knew pain came when she wasn’t around.

One day though, that all changed. To him it was a special day. They didn’t take his mother that morning. He got to stay with her all day and he liked that. But she seemed nervous. She kept licking him even though he was clean. He only looked at her confused, and she would only nuzzle him and talk a little. Some of the words he knew, his special word was his favorite one. It was the one she always said when she looked at him. He knew it was his word and his alone. She said it a lot that day.
As the day carried on, she seemed to get more nervous. He still didn’t understand. But the other dragonesses kept looking at them with strange looks that he didn’t understand. Like they were hurt, but he didn’t see any blood on them, how could they hurt then?

Finally, the large door opened, making them all jump. He whined and hid behind his mother’s legs as she got to her paws, growling.
There were four of them. And they walked right over to him and his mother. He stared up at them with wide eyes. He didn’t like their looks.
His mother growled again and snarled, lashing her tail. He moved farther under her, away from them.
One of them pulled out a thick club that reminded him of his mother’s horns. It was sharp too. They talked at his mother, but he didn’t understand. He knew she didn’t like it though. She growled and suddenly her tail was in one of them. He watched with fear as blood spilt everywhere and it fell to the ground, not moving again.
Another one shrieked something and moved fast at his mother, bringing its club against her head. He squeaked in terror as his mother screeched. She was hurt now too, he could see the blood. She tried to attack it, but it was faster, moving and beating her again, this time twice.
He whimpered as she swayed and tried to attack again, but it only brought the club to her head again, this time with a crack.
She was hurt, but he didn’t understand why she kept attacking, wasn’t that bad?
He didn’t know how many times she was struck with the club, but it was a lot. The creature finally hit her again, this time she fell.
He didn’t know what to do. He was suddenly exposed with his mother’s body on the ground. He whined and quickly struggled to hide under her wing, but he was grabbed by the neck by them.
He squeaked in terror and fear as they began to walk away, blocking him from his mother. He wanted to bite, but he knew he wasn’t supposed to.
He didn’t know why they were taking him from his mother. All he knew was she was hurt, and without her protection, he would be too.
He whimpered and whined feebly as he was carried out, trying to keep his mother in sight as long as he could before the door was slammed shut, leaving his mother with only his whimpering cries echoing in her ears with the simple knowledge that she would never see him again.
***

So, this picture came about for a few reasons. One, I was bored in English,
two, I realized I haven't drawn Okapi in forever,
three, I felt like drawing Okapi and her son Callen,
four, I'm in a bad mood, so they suffer.

This is an acutal part of their story though It's not as random as it may seem.

I loooooove Okapi's pose Just going to say that here and now
Tried a new shading technique with this, case you couldn't tell.
Yes, lame background, but I really have no idea how to do a dungeon Something I gotta work on.

and... yup, that's it,

Enjoy