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Nov
18
2018

Struggle

restraining a friend

Thud.  Rattle rattle.  Thud thud thud.  Rattle rattle.

Shu'karr glanced at the time on his comm, wondering how long his triad leader had been here already.  Tsa'run always made it a point to be at least fifteen minutes early to meets.  Shu'karr had rocked up half an hour earlier than their appointed time, and from the sounds of things Tsa'run was well settled in.  Shu'karr quietly shut his bag into a locker and walked to the doorway to the training room.

He only just saw the familiar form of Tsa'run in the mirrors that lined the training hall, in his favourite corner that was difficult to spot from the doorway unless one knew where to look.  He had that intense look about him that made him so intimidating to watch and even more to face off against, and while it seemed like he was concentrating on beating the stuffing out of the wooden dummy he had chosen, Shu'karr had no doubt that his presence had been noted.

Mar
22
2017

Family time

Ae'nur and Tsa'run going for a walk

Ae'nur touched down a sensible distance from the water's edge, watching with a smile as her exuberant eight year old son landed knee deep with a splash, flicking up a spray with wings and tail and giggling with delight.  His hair was only just long enough to pull into a topknot like his father's and he wore the pathetic little makeup brush with such pride.  She had struggled not to laugh when she had done his hair and she struggled not to laugh now as she watched it fluffing about on the top of his head.

She started strolling down the beach towards one of their usual spots, and Tsa'run paced her, cheerfully playing chasey with the waves as they lapped gently against the sand.  "[What are we training today, Mama]?" he inquired, executing some beautiful footwork as he danced gracefully around another wave, avoiding getting any wetter than he already was.

Feb
24
2017

Crossbow Hailstorm 3

Tsa'run and Zul'jinn fleeing crossbow-wielding maniacs

The young High Prince fled the conference room, the nightmarish chaos fading behind him, only to be replaced by pursuing wing beats.  Tears blurred his vision.  Zul'jinn normally loved flying through the open areas but now they were too open, there was nowhere to hide.  Behind him he could just hear the sounds of crossbows arming up.  How could this happen? I don't want to die! He was barely aware of the nearby mewling sound, not really registering the fact that he was the source of it.

There was a walkway, maybe he could duck inside and hide.  He wouldn't reach it in time.  He didn't want to die, he didn't want to die he didn't...

Dec
29
2016

Protective

Tsa'run and Zul'jinn sketch

Lord Tsa'run, general, Inquisitor and bodyguard to High Prince Zul'jinn.

Another draw it again, the painfully cringeworthy original was done in 2003 and available for Patreons to laugh at.  Redone as a sketch because it was supposed to be quick, but this way of colouring takes a while and is quite enjoyable.  At this rate though AU$10 might be a bit of a bargain XD Anyway I probably just wanted to draw these two characters interacting in the original drawing so I have exactly no idea what's going on here.  Drew Tsa'run in the full military uniform and Zul'jinn in more formal gear to show development or something.

Unless I'm doing concept illustrations or commissions I will probably be churning out a lot more of this type of sketch as they're a lot quicker to do (3-5hrs rather than 15+).