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music : the grave - lucas king

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The woods had taken an odd aura lately. Trees seemed to be creaking without reason, sounds from the critters sounded almost distorted somehow... Even the smells were different. The usual forest smells but something in it was different. It smelled of dirt, decaying plants, and...Something.
But that didn't stop their need for wood gathering. The winter season was on its way and with it would come wind, freezing rain, hail, and what else anyone could know. Even if their settlement had become something more of a very tiny town, they still needed to be ready.
Sol and Lunaro had agreed to take turns going through the woods and piling up supplies for their furnace. The best they could hope for was to be able to have it burn all season long but for that, they needed a lot of kindling. And it would have been easier if someone could stop wandering around.
For once, Weevil had been with them, back from another one of her vanishing and Lunaro had taken the opportunity to take her with him in the woods. Two were better than one and Sol could focus on something else in the meantime. But, as usually did, the growing pup had disappeared as soon as his back had been turned. But the ominous black bird that seemed to always be around alongside his daughter was still there, poised up in a tree so she couldn't be far.
"Hey dad !"
The cervine flinched at the sudden call. How was Weevil able to appear like that, he had never known.
"I was starting to worry. Don't go too far in the woods, please. We need to go home soon, it's getting colder."
"Can she come too ?"
Lunaro turned around to look. He expected a lot of things. Weevil had a gift for finding things and people alike. A freezing chill ran up his back as he discovered what 'she' was for.
Another pup, roughly the same age as Weevil was. Only her colors were faded, so faded that he could even see through her. A ghastly mist had started to weave in between the trees and rocks of the woods, as if 'She' had any control over it. A voice in his mind suddenly screamed 'Danger' and the cervine jumped with a scared scream of his own.
Weevil had a gift to find things and people alright. Even things that should probably not be.

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Activity : All Hallow Eve 2023 - Prompt 2 : Lost Soul

Import: 09 - Weevil

Link to EXP tracker: Here

Trait : Extrovert - Treasure Hunter

Village : Traveler's Friend Homestead

EXP:
Fullbody :

Lineart : +4

Base color +3

Shaded : +3

Complex bg : +3

Other Centaur x1 : +2

Personal : +2
Story (404w) : +4
official event (All Hallows Eve 2023) : +2
Villager present : +2
Collab : +1

Extrovert : +3

Total : 29

Import: 0136 - Lunaro

Link to EXP tracker: Here

Trait : Resistant - Treasure hunter - Diurnal

Village : Traveler's Friend Homestead

EXP :

Lineart : +4

Base color +3

Shaded : +3

Complex bg : +3

Other Centaur x1 : +2

Story (404w) : +4
official event (All Hallows Eve 2023) : +2
Villager present : +2
Collab : +1

Diurnal : +3

Total : 28

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Just in time to post this one I feel :'d don't know why it took me so long to come up with the story bt hey, here it is One day, AkinaTakesora 's Lunaro will have a heart attack because of Weevil. Just watch.
She did line and color and I did rough and lighting ^^

Description

music : the grave - lucas king

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The woods had taken an odd aura lately. Trees seemed to be creaking without reason, sounds from the critters sounded almost distorted somehow... Even the smells were different. The usual forest smells but something in it was different. It smelled of dirt, decaying plants, and...Something.
But that didn't stop their need for wood gathering. The winter season was on its way and with it would come wind, freezing rain, hail, and what else anyone could know. Even if their settlement had become something more of a very tiny town, they still needed to be ready.
Sol and Lunaro had agreed to take turns going through the woods and piling up supplies for their furnace. The best they could hope for was to be able to have it burn all season long but for that, they needed a lot of kindling. And it would have been easier if someone could stop wandering around.
For once, Weevil had been with them, back from another one of her vanishing and Lunaro had taken the opportunity to take her with him in the woods. Two were better than one and Sol could focus on something else in the meantime. But, as usually did, the growing pup had disappeared as soon as his back had been turned. But the ominous black bird that seemed to always be around alongside his daughter was still there, poised up in a tree so she couldn't be far.
"Hey dad !"
The cervine flinched at the sudden call. How was Weevil able to appear like that, he had never known.
"I was starting to worry. Don't go too far in the woods, please. We need to go home soon, it's getting colder."
"Can she come too ?"
Lunaro turned around to look. He expected a lot of things. Weevil had a gift for finding things and people alike. A freezing chill ran up his back as he discovered what 'she' was for.
Another pup, roughly the same age as Weevil was. Only her colors were faded, so faded that he could even see through her. A ghastly mist had started to weave in between the trees and rocks of the woods, as if 'She' had any control over it. A voice in his mind suddenly screamed 'Danger' and the cervine jumped with a scared scream of his own.
Weevil had a gift to find things and people alright. Even things that should probably not be.

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Activity : All Hallow Eve 2023 - Prompt 2 : Lost Soul

Import: 09 - Weevil

Link to EXP tracker: Here

Trait : Extrovert - Treasure Hunter

Village : Traveler's Friend Homestead

EXP:
Fullbody :

Lineart : +4

Base color +3

Shaded : +3

Complex bg : +3

Other Centaur x1 : +2

Personal : +2
Story (404w) : +4
official event (All Hallows Eve 2023) : +2
Villager present : +2
Collab : +1

Extrovert : +3

Total : 29

Import: 0136 - Lunaro

Link to EXP tracker: Here

Trait : Resistant - Treasure hunter - Diurnal

Village : Traveler's Friend Homestead

EXP :

Lineart : +4

Base color +3

Shaded : +3

Complex bg : +3

Other Centaur x1 : +2

Story (404w) : +4
official event (All Hallows Eve 2023) : +2
Villager present : +2
Collab : +1

Diurnal : +3

Total : 28

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Just in time to post this one I feel :'d don't know why it took me so long to come up with the story bt hey, here it is One day, AkinaTakesora 's Lunaro will have a heart attack because of Weevil. Just watch.
She did line and color and I did rough and lighting ^^