WEED & GETTING HIGH STARTERS !

A short comic of the first WOF book I made for practie! mostly trying to get how I render comics down! Sorry if the anatomy is a bit janky I haven't drawn wof in foreverr

"So you're looking for a home." Lance crosses his arms, looking the odd dragon over thoughtfully within the dark forest. Not a pokemon, apparently despite their appearance. But they are dragons and they're in desperate need of a safe haven now, a home where they can live without fear or danger. They're willing to do anything for that assurance. His eyes gleam for a moment, before he straightens. "Alright. I think I can help you. How many dragons are there?"

            𝐈𝐓     𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐍'𝐓     𝐓𝐇𝐄     𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐓     𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓     𝐅𝐎𝐑     𝐓𝐇𝐄     𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆,     𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆     𝐀𝐓     𝐓𝐇𝐄         𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓     𝐎𝐅     𝐓𝐇𝐄     𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓     𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃     𝐁𝐘     𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐃     𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐊     𝐀𝐍𝐃     𝐀𝐒𝐇.     Relying     on     a     scavenger     human     for     help.     When     did     he     stoop     so     low?     Forget     his     personal     feelings,     he     had     a     DUTY     to     protect     his     tribe     -     by     any     means     necessary.     〝    Yes...    〞      The     gravel     voice     hissed,     lowering     his     head     to     meet     the     stranger     at     eye     level.     〝    There     are     about     FORTY     of     us.    〞     

this is something i planned on doing, which is a self promo texted-based... promo! ( i'm too dang tired to do graphics! ) hello! i'm emmett! ( they / them ) and i'm a multi-muse who has an enormous amount of muses on their list. ( seriously, check out my pinned post. you see what i mean! ) and i really need to get my ass into gear and follow more blogs. so it'll be cool if you reblog this! yeet me onto your dash, fling me at the speed of light! ( those who are under 20. DNI. ) and i'll check you out!

It's still rather strange, having returned to the security of the temple in the wake of having survived everything. There was no greater adventure waiting for Cynder, no final enemy waiting to be slain. She simply had to return to the only place she could call a home, and rebuild a way of life the wind dragon has never experienced before. It took a great deal of effort on her part not to feel unequipped for such a task. "Right behind you," When Terrador had approached the young dragon, she wasn't sure what to expect. Even at a time of peace, the temple always seemed bustling with activity. "I don't think I've been down here before."

            𝐓𝐇𝐄     𝐉𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐃     𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐒     𝐎𝐅     𝐓𝐇𝐄     𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐍     𝐎𝐅     𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇     𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐃     𝐀𝐓     𝐓𝐇𝐄     𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓     𝐎𝐅     𝐓𝐇𝐄     𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊     𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒.     A     small     chuckle     escaped     from     the     green     dragon,     echoing     down     the     hall     of     the     dragon     temple.     〝    Not     many     have.    〞      The     guardian     answered,     〝    When     Gaul     attacked     the     temple,     he     bombed     the     temple     to     BLOCK     our     escape     routes     with     rubble.     You     are     one     of     the     first     to     see     this     part     of     the     temple     UNEARTHED.    〞  

                As     the     pair     approached     their     destination,     marked     by     the     teal     banner     gently     flowing     at     the     end     of     the     hall,     the     earth     dragon     glanced     down     at     the     dragoness.     〝    Cynder,     you     will     ALWAYS     have     a     home     here.     You     have     a     place     amongst     the     guardians,     if     YOU     so     choose.    〞     

i love you master of the mountain. i love you master of the mountain. i love you master of th

We fell asleep watchimg the fire

19.09.24

give this post a ♡ for a small starter, specify muse

“ most spirits…just want to be left to themselves. but some… they feed on our energy. ”     |     @littlebadger

            𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒     𝐖𝐀𝐒     𝐀     𝐋𝐎𝐓     𝐅𝐎𝐑     𝐓𝐇𝐄     𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒     𝐓𝐎     𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄     𝐈𝐍,     𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄     𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍     𝐒𝐇𝐄     𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃     𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄     𝐓𝐎     𝐀𝐃𝐌𝐈𝐓.     She     wasn't     the     thinker     of     the     group     -     that     right     was     reserved     to     STARFLIGHT.     She     wasn't     him.     As     much     as     she     wanted     to     be     more     like     him,     she     wasn't.     She         was     brave,     loyal,     and     okay     maybe     a     little     bit     bossy     and     stubborn     but     that     was     okay.     What     was     more     important     was     the     situation     at     hand.     She     had     came     to     help     deal     with     this     mysterious     attacker     and     though     she     was     surprised     by     the     other     person     being     here,     she     welcomed     his     aid.     With     a     huff,     she     glanced     over     at     the     stranger     with     furrowed     brows.     〝    Okay...    〞      She     didn't     fully     understand     but     she     didn't     need     to.     〝    how     do     we     STOP     them?    〞     

any tlos/wof mutuals need icon screencaps? plan on redoing mine this weekend

tsunami grew up learning aquatic from webs because it don't make sense for the talons of peace to hinder the dragonets' ability to end the war by making it difficult for tsunami to communicate with her own tribe