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Set in the Freelands, in Fall 2022.

It had been long enough since the sun dipped below the horizon that the moon had well and truly taken its place in the sky. The night was soft, quiet, as two wolves found themselves wandering the open lands of the island. Zivon had gone beyond Taikan borders that night to contemplate on the island and see if he could hear what it had to say. Afterall, Morgur always told his followers that they should listen for its whispers. Meanwhile, in another part of the freelands none too far away, Elara walked in starlight beneath the night sky. She raised her head, to call to the moon as she paused for a moment. It didn’t answer back but…

The sound of her howl reached Zivon’s hears. They perked, and his head cocked to the side. He didn’t recognize the voice of the other wolf… Was this perhaps the island trying to tell him something? He had a sudden urge to follow the beckons, and so he did.

Somewhere, along the way, trying to find the source of the sound, he got lost.

Elara returned to the borders of her home in the twilight hours of the morning, unaware of what had come to pass.

Zivon did not return to his home at all.

***

WLEP. Bless Paper for doing this collab with me for Zivon’s retirement. I had a very random idea and am super happy that Paper indulged me on it.

Paper did the lines, bg, and shading, and I colored my once-ugly sketch--made beautiful by Paper--and did some SFX like a child with a crayon.

Earnings:
+2 souls (full body collaboration)

Zivon © WinterCrow03
Elara © paper-planets

Description

Set in the Freelands, in Fall 2022.

It had been long enough since the sun dipped below the horizon that the moon had well and truly taken its place in the sky. The night was soft, quiet, as two wolves found themselves wandering the open lands of the island. Zivon had gone beyond Taikan borders that night to contemplate on the island and see if he could hear what it had to say. Afterall, Morgur always told his followers that they should listen for its whispers. Meanwhile, in another part of the freelands none too far away, Elara walked in starlight beneath the night sky. She raised her head, to call to the moon as she paused for a moment. It didn’t answer back but…

The sound of her howl reached Zivon’s hears. They perked, and his head cocked to the side. He didn’t recognize the voice of the other wolf… Was this perhaps the island trying to tell him something? He had a sudden urge to follow the beckons, and so he did.

Somewhere, along the way, trying to find the source of the sound, he got lost.

Elara returned to the borders of her home in the twilight hours of the morning, unaware of what had come to pass.

Zivon did not return to his home at all.

***

WLEP. Bless Paper for doing this collab with me for Zivon’s retirement. I had a very random idea and am super happy that Paper indulged me on it.

Paper did the lines, bg, and shading, and I colored my once-ugly sketch--made beautiful by Paper--and did some SFX like a child with a crayon.

Earnings:
+2 souls (full body collaboration)

Zivon © WinterCrow03
Elara © paper-planets