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Thus the "Wolves and Sillies" event begins. Want to know more about it? Be the first person to leave a request under this pic and I'll create a wraufla (that's the name of the creatures the one above origins from) following your instructions - that is, if you don't have one yet. I'll only make sure that she fits the background and overall style of the specie, and then she/he is all yours! Nifty, eh?

I like how this one came up, I've wanted to give it a civilised look so I was working hard on showing trimming wherever their fur goes totally wild in original concept. I won't tell you who is this one for, although if that person decides to finally come out of shadows and claim that girl, be my guest. She's yours, anyway.

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No one, but no one, had a slightest idea, how cub of a distant, mountain race of beasts, making it through despite of snow and legendary beasts of Far North, get to the desert. If someone would go back on tracks she left during her earliest years, one would probably end at some of the miners' colonies, from where she was taken by moderately wealthy merchant. Unfortunately for her saviour, he was ambushed by bandits while resting at village hugging the oasis and producing the generations of short, stubby people, working at quarry nearby. Little thing was found squealing among merchant's belongings by locals, who decided that animal could be useful - whether to pull carts, or as a source of meat. To their surprise, thing grew not only bipedal, but also caught few of their words and was quite able at using them.

They've called her Bikh Baer, roughly translated to Always Thirsty in their native language, as poor creature, carrying around heavy amounts of fur, was always easily found by the oasis. Soon she became big and strong, helping men at quarry and never being as bothered by heavy work as by strong sun. Due to her new life, she was only towering over humans, instead of hulking over them with almost whole upper half of body, like normal, healthy wraufla. Her fur also became weird, getting almost sand-like, instead of being in any shade of white. Seriously, any. But no.

Unfortunately for semi-kingdom-like nomads that were ruling in the surroundings, their neighbourhood contained a rapidly expanding empire. Small army detachment was sent to pacify and secure the village - fortunately, they could forget about first part. Villagers didn't actually care who was coming for a tribute few times a year and whether they did or did not called it "taxes". Unfortunately for Bikh Baer, she was easy to notice and young lieutenant, seeking the possibilities of quick promotion, that hardly could come with few carts of low grade stones and some lousy cloth, once again granted lost wraufla a new home...

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...they say, that there is strange monster among the Emperor's court. They say, that she learnt quickly, is now fluent with few languages and even practices difficult art of medicine. With her claws cut by orders of Council and her fur dyed, she didn't at first rung any bells, when humanity met wrauflas at distant North.
Some say, that Emperor values her knowledge and that back in the mountains she was a shaman of her tribe, thus it's fully understandable, that he decided Bikh Baer should became his personal doctor, always seen sitting close to him and not stepping away for more than few steps from young, pale, unhealthy man.
Some say, that Emperor in reality values more her womanly shapes, which, although poor in scale, are quite impressive when they are on height enabling poking the man's eyes out during colder days.
Some say, and those are pretty bright guys, that when Council took away guards from whole Palace, disallowing any weaponry there, closed the Emperor from outer world and, practically, took over rule over whole country, it's quite convenient for, let's say, inconvenient person, to have one, monstrously big and strong wolf, that is always close and is allowed to carry box full of those awfully looking and sharp things that you need to treat diseases and wounds.

Description
Thus the "Wolves and Sillies" event begins. Want to know more about it? Be the first person to leave a request under this pic and I'll create a wraufla (that's the name of the creatures the one above origins from) following your instructions - that is, if you don't have one yet. I'll only make sure that she fits the background and overall style of the specie, and then she/he is all yours! Nifty, eh?

I like how this one came up, I've wanted to give it a civilised look so I was working hard on showing trimming wherever their fur goes totally wild in original concept. I won't tell you who is this one for, although if that person decides to finally come out of shadows and claim that girl, be my guest. She's yours, anyway.

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No one, but no one, had a slightest idea, how cub of a distant, mountain race of beasts, making it through despite of snow and legendary beasts of Far North, get to the desert. If someone would go back on tracks she left during her earliest years, one would probably end at some of the miners' colonies, from where she was taken by moderately wealthy merchant. Unfortunately for her saviour, he was ambushed by bandits while resting at village hugging the oasis and producing the generations of short, stubby people, working at quarry nearby. Little thing was found squealing among merchant's belongings by locals, who decided that animal could be useful - whether to pull carts, or as a source of meat. To their surprise, thing grew not only bipedal, but also caught few of their words and was quite able at using them.

They've called her Bikh Baer, roughly translated to Always Thirsty in their native language, as poor creature, carrying around heavy amounts of fur, was always easily found by the oasis. Soon she became big and strong, helping men at quarry and never being as bothered by heavy work as by strong sun. Due to her new life, she was only towering over humans, instead of hulking over them with almost whole upper half of body, like normal, healthy wraufla. Her fur also became weird, getting almost sand-like, instead of being in any shade of white. Seriously, any. But no.

Unfortunately for semi-kingdom-like nomads that were ruling in the surroundings, their neighbourhood contained a rapidly expanding empire. Small army detachment was sent to pacify and secure the village - fortunately, they could forget about first part. Villagers didn't actually care who was coming for a tribute few times a year and whether they did or did not called it "taxes". Unfortunately for Bikh Baer, she was easy to notice and young lieutenant, seeking the possibilities of quick promotion, that hardly could come with few carts of low grade stones and some lousy cloth, once again granted lost wraufla a new home...

...

...they say, that there is strange monster among the Emperor's court. They say, that she learnt quickly, is now fluent with few languages and even practices difficult art of medicine. With her claws cut by orders of Council and her fur dyed, she didn't at first rung any bells, when humanity met wrauflas at distant North.
Some say, that Emperor values her knowledge and that back in the mountains she was a shaman of her tribe, thus it's fully understandable, that he decided Bikh Baer should became his personal doctor, always seen sitting close to him and not stepping away for more than few steps from young, pale, unhealthy man.
Some say, that Emperor in reality values more her womanly shapes, which, although poor in scale, are quite impressive when they are on height enabling poking the man's eyes out during colder days.
Some say, and those are pretty bright guys, that when Council took away guards from whole Palace, disallowing any weaponry there, closed the Emperor from outer world and, practically, took over rule over whole country, it's quite convenient for, let's say, inconvenient person, to have one, monstrously big and strong wolf, that is always close and is allowed to carry box full of those awfully looking and sharp things that you need to treat diseases and wounds.