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Finding the bizarre wolf Fiddle wasn't as unfortunate as Brutus had once expected from someone of his... appearance; all legs and ears, oh for the love of island was he all ears. But Fiddle offered one relief that few wolves did--he was silent but toted a jester-level smile stretched on his muzzle and the strange air behind a wordless smile was one she felt fit in the presence of, but it was a relief short-lived when their walk had found its way interjected by the overcrowding air of Psyche.

A wolf she ascertained she could press the wrong nerves of without more than a fleeting remark--but all bare-fanged and furrow-browed, Psyche strung her nerves in equal measure. So it was no surprise when what once was a mere tossing of words led to each snarling their mutual distaste -- but before the situation could devolve into something more, the silent wolf barked, swiveling her head around to hush him so that her attention didn't wander from the wolf rounding them. But what made this hushed wolf vocal was enough to even sizzle out her snarls to replace them with confusion--the face of a long-deceased Tundes staring blankly through the trio.

"Oh, great," she said. "Another one?"

BIG THANK YOUS TO FlamingHeartOfFire AND Hazel-Fox for doing this wicked collab with me--the mere concept of these three interacting is so fun and I'm so glad we all got to do this! :]

psyche, sketch, shading & final effects (c) Hazel-Fox
fiddle, background (c) FlamingHeartOfFire
brutus, lines & color (c) pirategizmo

Description

Finding the bizarre wolf Fiddle wasn't as unfortunate as Brutus had once expected from someone of his... appearance; all legs and ears, oh for the love of island was he all ears. But Fiddle offered one relief that few wolves did--he was silent but toted a jester-level smile stretched on his muzzle and the strange air behind a wordless smile was one she felt fit in the presence of, but it was a relief short-lived when their walk had found its way interjected by the overcrowding air of Psyche.

A wolf she ascertained she could press the wrong nerves of without more than a fleeting remark--but all bare-fanged and furrow-browed, Psyche strung her nerves in equal measure. So it was no surprise when what once was a mere tossing of words led to each snarling their mutual distaste -- but before the situation could devolve into something more, the silent wolf barked, swiveling her head around to hush him so that her attention didn't wander from the wolf rounding them. But what made this hushed wolf vocal was enough to even sizzle out her snarls to replace them with confusion--the face of a long-deceased Tundes staring blankly through the trio.

"Oh, great," she said. "Another one?"

BIG THANK YOUS TO FlamingHeartOfFire AND Hazel-Fox for doing this wicked collab with me--the mere concept of these three interacting is so fun and I'm so glad we all got to do this! :]

psyche, sketch, shading & final effects (c) Hazel-Fox
fiddle, background (c) FlamingHeartOfFire
brutus, lines & color (c) pirategizmo