Description
It was a day as any other when Vrana was paid a visit by two unholy messengers. The message they caried? A single chunk of glistening amber, as radiant as the she-wolf's own eyes. Who was the sender and why she was even graced with such an object the dark couriers did not say, the only words that left their beaks were: "Gift! A gift for you!" Vrana regarded the stone in silence, puzzled. Who on this earth would ever think of sending her pretty gifts? Well, one particular wolf came to mind, but could it really be..?
Long time no art, a lot has been going on irl so i haven't had time to draw at all :')