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I finished drawing, with my OCs Vera and Mirza, stayed together in the forest, after first snow fallen. It is illustration for my own story, and show already written situation. yep, I want something sweet Mirza's face and clothing in blood its because just few moments ago, they was attacked by bandits and was need to fight.

Ummm.. and I'll put small part from story, translated manually . but my translation may be not so much perfect. (story is not on english lang originally and english is not my native lang. you can correct some mistakes, if you find them) A story written from Vera's POV

      His face was dirty with blood, and the way he tried to clean it with snow looked extremely weird and funny. It was rare occasion to see that serious man doing odd things, so I decided to trick him a little, and watch him in this unusual setting a while longer. I took a bowl of tea in one hand, and with my other hand I pointed not quite to where blood actually was on his face. And, as I expected, he took snow in his hand, and rubbed his cheek again, boyishly, but not where it was needed. After that he looked at me, expecting progress assessment.
       “No, the blood was not there...” I seriously answered him, and then I laughed cheekily.    The man raised an eyebrow:
        “What the heck! You were kidding me?!” he grumbled and started to wash his face with the snow again, more irritated.
       “Hang on! This way you won’t clean anything. Hold my bowl!” I said, and gently handed a bowl of tea to Mirza. Then, I folded the fabric, which was earlier my snowy compress, and soaked it in the bowl with drink. Only after that, I reached out to wipe the nomad's face. I thought, he would scold me now, but he only looked at the fabric in my hand, and dipped his head lower.
     “You could have done it earlier,” he slyly smiled, and his smile made some of the wrinkles on his face more visible.
       “Yes, but I never before washed someone's face with a tea. This is the first time I got this idea,” I smirked and began to gently wipe away the bloody traces from his cheekbones and cheeks. After time, the bloody spots disappeared.
        “Hmm, my concubines often wash their's faces with all sorts of herbal infusions. We may assume, it's almost the same thing,” said Mirza and strictly looked from the top down on me, sometimes corrected fur cape on my shoulders.
       “Your...Concubines?” I whispered. When I heard this word "concubines ", it was like something suddenly stabbed me in the chest. And it was so painful! Damn it, there was always a lot of young beauties around him! For example gorgeous Zhelana, whenever I remember, she was near with him. And she was his concubine!
       “Uh-huh,” he replied and steam after his breathing melted right next to my face.
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paper sketch is old (2012 OC Vera and Mirza WIP ) I dared color it this year and finished today (2014) added missing parts to it.
Done in Inkscape (98% of work), PS (the rest) using mouse

Characters and their story belongs to me, ~ Ktoya, © 2009-2014
drawing and colored by me. ©2014 Ktoya
NO USE!!! my artwork is NOT a stock, and NOT a reference. You have NO rights to use it!

This artwork and story may not be reproduced, copied, edited, published,
transmitted or uploaded in any way without my express written
permission. All rights reserved!

tumblr ktoya-art.tumblr.com/

Description
I finished drawing, with my OCs Vera and Mirza, stayed together in the forest, after first snow fallen. It is illustration for my own story, and show already written situation. yep, I want something sweet Mirza's face and clothing in blood its because just few moments ago, they was attacked by bandits and was need to fight.

Ummm.. and I'll put small part from story, translated manually . but my translation may be not so much perfect. (story is not on english lang originally and english is not my native lang. you can correct some mistakes, if you find them) A story written from Vera's POV

      His face was dirty with blood, and the way he tried to clean it with snow looked extremely weird and funny. It was rare occasion to see that serious man doing odd things, so I decided to trick him a little, and watch him in this unusual setting a while longer. I took a bowl of tea in one hand, and with my other hand I pointed not quite to where blood actually was on his face. And, as I expected, he took snow in his hand, and rubbed his cheek again, boyishly, but not where it was needed. After that he looked at me, expecting progress assessment.
       “No, the blood was not there...” I seriously answered him, and then I laughed cheekily.    The man raised an eyebrow:
        “What the heck! You were kidding me?!” he grumbled and started to wash his face with the snow again, more irritated.
       “Hang on! This way you won’t clean anything. Hold my bowl!” I said, and gently handed a bowl of tea to Mirza. Then, I folded the fabric, which was earlier my snowy compress, and soaked it in the bowl with drink. Only after that, I reached out to wipe the nomad's face. I thought, he would scold me now, but he only looked at the fabric in my hand, and dipped his head lower.
     “You could have done it earlier,” he slyly smiled, and his smile made some of the wrinkles on his face more visible.
       “Yes, but I never before washed someone's face with a tea. This is the first time I got this idea,” I smirked and began to gently wipe away the bloody traces from his cheekbones and cheeks. After time, the bloody spots disappeared.
        “Hmm, my concubines often wash their's faces with all sorts of herbal infusions. We may assume, it's almost the same thing,” said Mirza and strictly looked from the top down on me, sometimes corrected fur cape on my shoulders.
       “Your...Concubines?” I whispered. When I heard this word "concubines ", it was like something suddenly stabbed me in the chest. And it was so painful! Damn it, there was always a lot of young beauties around him! For example gorgeous Zhelana, whenever I remember, she was near with him. And she was his concubine!
       “Uh-huh,” he replied and steam after his breathing melted right next to my face.
___________________________________________________________________
paper sketch is old (2012 OC Vera and Mirza WIP ) I dared color it this year and finished today (2014) added missing parts to it.
Done in Inkscape (98% of work), PS (the rest) using mouse

Characters and their story belongs to me, ~ Ktoya, © 2009-2014
drawing and colored by me. ©2014 Ktoya
NO USE!!! my artwork is NOT a stock, and NOT a reference. You have NO rights to use it!

This artwork and story may not be reproduced, copied, edited, published,
transmitted or uploaded in any way without my express written
permission. All rights reserved!

tumblr ktoya-art.tumblr.com/