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THESE CHARACTER(s) WERE DESIGNED AND DRAWN FOR DOMAIN OF THE WOLF ONLY. YOU DO NOT HAVE PERMISSION TO USE, COPY, OR SHARE ANDROMEDA, NAEVA OR SAHIR. THANK YOU.

Little flashback into Andi's past, with her siblings pictured (who're both open for grabs by the way!) I had so much fun with this, and I tried some new techniques for the background-- not incredibly happy with the way the rocks turned out but hey i tried so go me lol :3 enjoy!
EDITS: Originally published June 8th, 2023|

Setting: Hintertomb, Old Tomb Territory, Reflection Pool | PAST

Andromeda’s heart had just been toyed with. Pricked by a rather sharp needle, only to be placed back in her chest, wounded. Why? Why not just rip it out altogether, tear it apart, leave her for dead? No one ever knew why Naeva said the things she said, but everyone did agree that whatever Naeva said held meaning. There was a wiseness to her soul, an iron-clad safe in her brain.

Andromeda was almost never on the receiving end of her sister’s words. She usually just kept their closeness with time. In one another’s presence they found comfort. They were litter mates, after all. So when Naeva’s words came out… “You’re a phony, Andi.”.... They practically strangled Andromeda in shock. Her head shot up from where it had been resting, and she stared at her sister in disbelief. Even though her gaze only lasted several seconds, it felt like hours to Andromeda.

Her cheeks suddenly felt hot, boiling with rage and frustration. Her audits at a point, the hair on her scruff stood up, her haws risen. She was prepared to argue, gritting her teeth and biting her tongue, until she was about to lose control. “I-” Andi began to argue, only to be interrupted by her brother. Her mentor.

Gaze now pinned on him, her rage quickly simmered down into an ember, and her inner fire was soothed by sadness. She knew her brother well, so much moreso than her own littermate… so with one look, she could tell there was much more pain to come. Something tragic, something heavy was weighing on his chest. And what more could there be to feel guilty about other than loss? Her father, it was her father, it had to be. She felt the tears well in her eyes long before her brother parted his maw. At least, that’s what it felt like.

“Come with me, you two. We have to say our goodbyes.”

So, so much weight. So much pressure on her chest. Andromeda felt herself cave. She shot one last glance to her sister, one that spoke volumes, but not in disagreement. She spoke with dismay. It was time to say goodbye to their father, together. They knew this day was coming, but did they expect it so soon? Did they expect it to be so abrupt? So thoughtless? Of course not. No one ever does.

And so, as time has gone on, the intensity of such a moment sits in Andromeda’s brain, churning and churning… infecting her psyche with an overwhelming feeling of guilt– guilt she’ll never be able to place. Not until she changes her fait, that is.

Character(s) Pictured:

+ 1 Bone for Andromeda
& NPCs Sahir & Naeva!

Art by (yours truly)
Elapsed Time: 9 hours
Program(s): Procreate, Clipstudio, Adobe Illustrator & Adobe Photoshop

Please excuse any mistakes-- ive been so foggy brained, just doing my best

Description

THESE CHARACTER(s) WERE DESIGNED AND DRAWN FOR DOMAIN OF THE WOLF ONLY. YOU DO NOT HAVE PERMISSION TO USE, COPY, OR SHARE ANDROMEDA, NAEVA OR SAHIR. THANK YOU.

Little flashback into Andi's past, with her siblings pictured (who're both open for grabs by the way!) I had so much fun with this, and I tried some new techniques for the background-- not incredibly happy with the way the rocks turned out but hey i tried so go me lol :3 enjoy!
EDITS: Originally published June 8th, 2023|

Setting: Hintertomb, Old Tomb Territory, Reflection Pool | PAST

Andromeda’s heart had just been toyed with. Pricked by a rather sharp needle, only to be placed back in her chest, wounded. Why? Why not just rip it out altogether, tear it apart, leave her for dead? No one ever knew why Naeva said the things she said, but everyone did agree that whatever Naeva said held meaning. There was a wiseness to her soul, an iron-clad safe in her brain.

Andromeda was almost never on the receiving end of her sister’s words. She usually just kept their closeness with time. In one another’s presence they found comfort. They were litter mates, after all. So when Naeva’s words came out… “You’re a phony, Andi.”.... They practically strangled Andromeda in shock. Her head shot up from where it had been resting, and she stared at her sister in disbelief. Even though her gaze only lasted several seconds, it felt like hours to Andromeda.

Her cheeks suddenly felt hot, boiling with rage and frustration. Her audits at a point, the hair on her scruff stood up, her haws risen. She was prepared to argue, gritting her teeth and biting her tongue, until she was about to lose control. “I-” Andi began to argue, only to be interrupted by her brother. Her mentor.

Gaze now pinned on him, her rage quickly simmered down into an ember, and her inner fire was soothed by sadness. She knew her brother well, so much moreso than her own littermate… so with one look, she could tell there was much more pain to come. Something tragic, something heavy was weighing on his chest. And what more could there be to feel guilty about other than loss? Her father, it was her father, it had to be. She felt the tears well in her eyes long before her brother parted his maw. At least, that’s what it felt like.

“Come with me, you two. We have to say our goodbyes.”

So, so much weight. So much pressure on her chest. Andromeda felt herself cave. She shot one last glance to her sister, one that spoke volumes, but not in disagreement. She spoke with dismay. It was time to say goodbye to their father, together. They knew this day was coming, but did they expect it so soon? Did they expect it to be so abrupt? So thoughtless? Of course not. No one ever does.

And so, as time has gone on, the intensity of such a moment sits in Andromeda’s brain, churning and churning… infecting her psyche with an overwhelming feeling of guilt– guilt she’ll never be able to place. Not until she changes her fait, that is.

Character(s) Pictured:

+ 1 Bone for Andromeda
& NPCs Sahir & Naeva!

Art by (yours truly)
Elapsed Time: 9 hours
Program(s): Procreate, Clipstudio, Adobe Illustrator & Adobe Photoshop

Please excuse any mistakes-- ive been so foggy brained, just doing my best