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Published: 2012-02-21 22:20:12 +0000 UTC; Views: 981; Favourites: 23; Downloads: 3
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Re upload of my most proud work as of recently. Miles is a werewolf as is Sariah though she uses the ring of Hircine to change while Miles very much needs to feed and is a raw beast at times. As shown here.Protecting Sariah as he snarls at who ever is stupid enough to challenge the beast while Sariah who's as calm as ever just looks over to them like "Your gonna get it now."
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Oh my goodness. I love the little smirk on her face!! She's so "ha ha, come and get me NOW!"
This is lovely. Really well-done, and I love the feelings in it.
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Does the girl's mouth look funny or am i drunk???? I like the fuzzball creature
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I was trying to give her a wicked smirk. Like "Your gonna get it."
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the werewolf head really, really stands out!! great job!
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Thank you :3 Did my best with a wolf ref for the face. Glad you like it.
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The morning tranquil, the air still damp as the lingering taste of sweat leaves their skin damp to the touch. Rolling over to drape his arm around Sariah's waste, Miles' eyes lazily dance across the Khajiit's slender form drinking in every detail of his mate until his lips and tongue plead for a taste. "G'morning.." He purrs into her ear leaving the hairs to rise upon it at the sensation of his raspy voice.
The silence is soon shattered from the armoured treads battering along the wooden steps letting the chainmail sing through-out the hallway. As if to break the last wall of peace, the door swings open wide flooding the small bed chamber with the imperial's colours and the ring of steel to kiss at Miles' ears as swords are drawn from their prison. It seemed to take forever, and yet no time at all as the sickening snap of bone and flesh alike sang duet with the soldier's cries of horror. The wooded floorboards whined and complained under the added stress of the beast as the giant claw slammed upon the ground, letting those razer-like claws grind into the varnished finished. The black of his hair had grown, coating his body within the thick blanket of furr as the serrated fangs petrude from his lips. Wrapping an arm around his mate and cuddling her tiny frame against himself, a howl like none other pierces the morning tranquility as the amber orbs he calls eyes fix upon his prey.
The beast had awoken.
^_^
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And now everyone knows where I get my inspiration. *love love love*
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damn did you do this beast freehand? O:
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I used a snarling wolf for a facial reference but other then that yes.
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very good job you did there
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Thanks you very much. :3
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