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Another sunset basking Wynsiph as Saint has just made his last patrol rounds accompanied by his Runeboo. With Winter approaching he makes sure to not see a soul dealing with the harsh cold air of the season. And of course, the increased Spite activity that has been going on since the attempted larceny of the Nova Tree keeps him busy enough to keep those monsters at bay.

As usual, at the end of the day, he pays a visit to the Nook, helps Alma with some chores, and keeps company with the children. He knows how much they love his armor and attempt to climb every time they see it possible. To be around them was always a nice breeze after his patrols.

But the night had other plans.

His hand couldn't reach the doorknob before it opened abruptly, revealing a distressed Alma.

"Saint!" She lounged at the bigger Biped, claws grasping at his armor. "Oh thank Chii'Falla you're here!"

"Alma!" Saint called, astonished at the Nook headmaster's reaction after seeing him. "What happened?"

"I-It's Tourmaline, she's run away!"

"What?!"

No.

"She went into the woods, I'm worried something will happen to h–"

Not this again.

Saint stopped her rambling, a soothing grab at her shoulders as if that would ease her despair.

"I'll get her back," Saint says flatly. " I promise."

He will not let that damn forest take any more victims.

tmw u wanna get back to plots but writer's block is an ass

I tried, sorry

I'll just

go back to Destiny

I have an old gay phoenix to admire at

MAX WYNS
[PROFILE TRACKER]

[SAINT TRACKER]

Alma by Wyngro
Saint and Art by CorvidShadow

Description

[NEXT] [RELATED]

Another sunset basking Wynsiph as Saint has just made his last patrol rounds accompanied by his Runeboo. With Winter approaching he makes sure to not see a soul dealing with the harsh cold air of the season. And of course, the increased Spite activity that has been going on since the attempted larceny of the Nova Tree keeps him busy enough to keep those monsters at bay.

As usual, at the end of the day, he pays a visit to the Nook, helps Alma with some chores, and keeps company with the children. He knows how much they love his armor and attempt to climb every time they see it possible. To be around them was always a nice breeze after his patrols.

But the night had other plans.

His hand couldn't reach the doorknob before it opened abruptly, revealing a distressed Alma.

"Saint!" She lounged at the bigger Biped, claws grasping at his armor. "Oh thank Chii'Falla you're here!"

"Alma!" Saint called, astonished at the Nook headmaster's reaction after seeing him. "What happened?"

"I-It's Tourmaline, she's run away!"

"What?!"

No.

"She went into the woods, I'm worried something will happen to h–"

Not this again.

Saint stopped her rambling, a soothing grab at her shoulders as if that would ease her despair.

"I'll get her back," Saint says flatly. " I promise."

He will not let that damn forest take any more victims.

tmw u wanna get back to plots but writer's block is an ass

I tried, sorry

I'll just

go back to Destiny

I have an old gay phoenix to admire at

MAX WYNS
[PROFILE TRACKER]

[SAINT TRACKER]

Alma by Wyngro
Saint and Art by CorvidShadow