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It’s been months since Cinder has seen the bustling life of civilization. The Wyngro walking about the town, wynglings running around the square. He missed it all dearly but he missed his family the most. Takara, Grapefruit, Blackbird, his heart ached at the thought of being away from them for so long. Cinder has been stuck in a part of the forest he didn’t know and he didn’t have the strength the fly above the trees. All he could do is run and scavenge what little food he could while running from the spites. He has had some close encounters with them before but he usuly resorted to using his fire magic as defense. But one day when he was looking for some food, cinder heard a loud ear shattering roar in the distance. He clutched his head in his hands as his head began to throb. But there was something about that roar made his heart sink to his stomach, he didn’t know what drove him to follow him, it was a gut feeling that he decided to trust.

After about a week of traveling, cinder came across a familiar clearing and he could see wynsiph in the distance, a wide grin was plastered on his face as he broke out into a sprint towards the town. Though that grin soon faded as he passed by buildings that have been reduced to piles of debris and Wyngro wandering the streets looking for survivors. When Cinder walked into the plaza, he stopped right in his tracks as the snow fell on the town that has been reduced to ruble and lost souls. His eyes were wide as he took everything in. In the distance he saw some Wyngro leading some of the injured towards the clinic which looked like it would fall to pieces at any second. Cinder stared to make his way towards the building as well, hoping he didn’t see a familiar face in the run down miserable building. Though his hopes would be crushed as soon as he stepped in the door.

GUESS WHOS BACK FROM THE DEAD!

Man did I miss drawing Cinder and I’m happy to be back in the group!

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Description
It’s been months since Cinder has seen the bustling life of civilization. The Wyngro walking about the town, wynglings running around the square. He missed it all dearly but he missed his family the most. Takara, Grapefruit, Blackbird, his heart ached at the thought of being away from them for so long. Cinder has been stuck in a part of the forest he didn’t know and he didn’t have the strength the fly above the trees. All he could do is run and scavenge what little food he could while running from the spites. He has had some close encounters with them before but he usuly resorted to using his fire magic as defense. But one day when he was looking for some food, cinder heard a loud ear shattering roar in the distance. He clutched his head in his hands as his head began to throb. But there was something about that roar made his heart sink to his stomach, he didn’t know what drove him to follow him, it was a gut feeling that he decided to trust.

After about a week of traveling, cinder came across a familiar clearing and he could see wynsiph in the distance, a wide grin was plastered on his face as he broke out into a sprint towards the town. Though that grin soon faded as he passed by buildings that have been reduced to piles of debris and Wyngro wandering the streets looking for survivors. When Cinder walked into the plaza, he stopped right in his tracks as the snow fell on the town that has been reduced to ruble and lost souls. His eyes were wide as he took everything in. In the distance he saw some Wyngro leading some of the injured towards the clinic which looked like it would fall to pieces at any second. Cinder stared to make his way towards the building as well, hoping he didn’t see a familiar face in the run down miserable building. Though his hopes would be crushed as soon as he stepped in the door.

GUESS WHOS BACK FROM THE DEAD!

Man did I miss drawing Cinder and I’m happy to be back in the group!

1/784