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It took Rum a few months to become comfortable enough to venture completely out of his boundary. As he'd pressed onward over the weeks, he learned that his home land was immense, stretching the entire Midwest of the United States, and a large swath to either direction. He'd explored further and further as time passed, seeing all of his wonderful domain. The charred meadow was just a tiny section of this world, and while he always returned to his little barrow time and again, exploration became a pastime for him. He would drift for miles, floating through the air, or tiptoeing carefully through the grasses. Some of the grass stretched high into the air, and other areas had short stubble.

The prairies were teeming with life, from his beloved insects, to massive buffalo and wild dogs. Rum loved them all, and was fascinated by their unique forms and lives. Meditation was another one of his favorite things, he felt at peace when he could sit, silent and centered, the world spinning around him slowly as he drifted in and out of consciousness. Not everything was peace for him however, being interrupted from these silent dreams was torture for him, and it always seemed to happen at the most peaceful moment. Insects, as much as he loved them, were often to blame. Deep in thought, he would feel immense peace washing over him, only for it to be snuffed out by a sudden buzz of wings by his face, or the pinch of a bug getting caught in his fur. Whatever it was, it irritated him to no end. He would rouse from his stupor in a twitchy state, grumbling and bristling his fur. He'd stiffen his legs and float pointedly away from the offending bug, shunning them for disturbing his dreams. It always passed quickly though, he could never stay angry at the cute little bugs for long.

Today he decided to finally do it though, leave the prairie all-together and see a new part of the world. He'd headed east for a long while, days even, and soon enough he started to feel something. Vetru had mentioned the changes he might feel, if he ever left his biome, but this was his first time experiencing it. He felt a strange sensation, like a feather was tickling him. His grassy antennae and leafy wings started to fade, he could feel them going, and it was strange. As he tiptoed off the grass, and onto the rocky shore of a massive river, he felt they were gone completely. It was weird, but not uncomfortable. He found a puddle nearby and peered at his reflection. Without his nature bits, he looked strange and fluffy. He giggled at his reflection and looked back over his shoulder. He loved his home, but he was still in the mood to explore, and he'd officially entered the freshwater biome. This river was enormous and wider than any river he'd seen before. He floated over it, his reflection below churning and distorting as the water flooded forward endlessly. The roar of the river was a powerful sound, and filled his heart with wanderlust. Surging forward he darted across the water, reaching down and catching it with his feet. Spray flung up from rocks and the air was thick with mist turned up from the water. The silence of his meditation was far from his mind this day, as the enormity of the world and its many secrets stretched out before him.

The plains were his home, but leaving them was not pain like he thought it would of been. Happiness filled his heart as the world opened for him like a book.

PROMPT #
FOR ESK # 1506
Read entire Literature on toyhouse here : toyhou.se/~literature/9762.tww…

Scoring;
Art and Origin Bonus;
Base Score: 10 AP (Shaded Illustration)
+5 AP (Full Body)
+50 AP (Origin Prompt)
+5 AP (Personal Work Bonus)
Total AP per submission: 70

Base Score: 4 GP (Shaded Illustration)
+2 GP (Full Body)
+10 GP (Origin Prompt)
Total GP per submission: 16

Writing;
Base Score: 12 AP (Writing: 615 words)
+5 AP (Personal Work Bonus)
Total AP per submission: 17
Base Score: 6 GP (Writing: 615 words)
Total GP per submission: 6

In This Art:
The creature(s) in this artwork are a nature spirit Closed Species called "Esk", owned by witherlings and are the focus of the ARPG "ThoseWhoWentMissing" .

My Art:
- Do not copy/trace/reproduce/repost my artwork.
- Character owners may upload to toyhouse/character sites with credit.
- Do not base characters off of me, my characters, or my art.
- Do not draw or write about characters in my art without asking.

Description
It took Rum a few months to become comfortable enough to venture completely out of his boundary. As he'd pressed onward over the weeks, he learned that his home land was immense, stretching the entire Midwest of the United States, and a large swath to either direction. He'd explored further and further as time passed, seeing all of his wonderful domain. The charred meadow was just a tiny section of this world, and while he always returned to his little barrow time and again, exploration became a pastime for him. He would drift for miles, floating through the air, or tiptoeing carefully through the grasses. Some of the grass stretched high into the air, and other areas had short stubble.

The prairies were teeming with life, from his beloved insects, to massive buffalo and wild dogs. Rum loved them all, and was fascinated by their unique forms and lives. Meditation was another one of his favorite things, he felt at peace when he could sit, silent and centered, the world spinning around him slowly as he drifted in and out of consciousness. Not everything was peace for him however, being interrupted from these silent dreams was torture for him, and it always seemed to happen at the most peaceful moment. Insects, as much as he loved them, were often to blame. Deep in thought, he would feel immense peace washing over him, only for it to be snuffed out by a sudden buzz of wings by his face, or the pinch of a bug getting caught in his fur. Whatever it was, it irritated him to no end. He would rouse from his stupor in a twitchy state, grumbling and bristling his fur. He'd stiffen his legs and float pointedly away from the offending bug, shunning them for disturbing his dreams. It always passed quickly though, he could never stay angry at the cute little bugs for long.

Today he decided to finally do it though, leave the prairie all-together and see a new part of the world. He'd headed east for a long while, days even, and soon enough he started to feel something. Vetru had mentioned the changes he might feel, if he ever left his biome, but this was his first time experiencing it. He felt a strange sensation, like a feather was tickling him. His grassy antennae and leafy wings started to fade, he could feel them going, and it was strange. As he tiptoed off the grass, and onto the rocky shore of a massive river, he felt they were gone completely. It was weird, but not uncomfortable. He found a puddle nearby and peered at his reflection. Without his nature bits, he looked strange and fluffy. He giggled at his reflection and looked back over his shoulder. He loved his home, but he was still in the mood to explore, and he'd officially entered the freshwater biome. This river was enormous and wider than any river he'd seen before. He floated over it, his reflection below churning and distorting as the water flooded forward endlessly. The roar of the river was a powerful sound, and filled his heart with wanderlust. Surging forward he darted across the water, reaching down and catching it with his feet. Spray flung up from rocks and the air was thick with mist turned up from the water. The silence of his meditation was far from his mind this day, as the enormity of the world and its many secrets stretched out before him.

The plains were his home, but leaving them was not pain like he thought it would of been. Happiness filled his heart as the world opened for him like a book.

PROMPT #
FOR ESK # 1506
Read entire Literature on toyhouse here : toyhou.se/~literature/9762.tww…

Scoring;
Art and Origin Bonus;
Base Score: 10 AP (Shaded Illustration)
+5 AP (Full Body)
+50 AP (Origin Prompt)
+5 AP (Personal Work Bonus)
Total AP per submission: 70

Base Score: 4 GP (Shaded Illustration)
+2 GP (Full Body)
+10 GP (Origin Prompt)
Total GP per submission: 16

Writing;
Base Score: 12 AP (Writing: 615 words)
+5 AP (Personal Work Bonus)
Total AP per submission: 17
Base Score: 6 GP (Writing: 615 words)
Total GP per submission: 6

In This Art:
The creature(s) in this artwork are a nature spirit Closed Species called "Esk", owned by witherlings and are the focus of the ARPG "ThoseWhoWentMissing" .

My Art:
- Do not copy/trace/reproduce/repost my artwork.
- Character owners may upload to toyhouse/character sites with credit.
- Do not base characters off of me, my characters, or my art.
- Do not draw or write about characters in my art without asking.