For a people who only enter here. Yes. I start using this account for posting my commissions to artists and some Blender's stuff what I am doing or commissions. Hope they will looks cool and will make you happy with seeing them.
Ignis watches you his friend dwindle right before his eyes...and before you could even get out your next words, the glow of his pads loom over you...~
Absolutely incredible artwork done by @PozoleBun words can't describe how amazing this is. Thank you!
Finally finished all the Wolfie paws😌👌 was supposed to just be some doodles for #macromarch, then went through #pawday and into #kaijune😂 well, time to draw new stuff now~😌thinking about some summer wolfie pics~
Life is strange, and its sure taken a bad turn for one unlucky raider, a final turn as well no doubt. Less than an hour ago all was quite normal, the whole decently sized gang of raiders was cooking up some lunch, chatting away, checking the water reserves which were starting to dwindle again, performing the tasks necessary to stay alive in the circumstances they found themselves in. Currently a mild dust storm in the middle of the wasteland. Not one of them even had the thought cross their mind that a gigantic maned wolf was to stroll up without a care, just to kill them all for fun, to eat them no less, It wasn't even a possibility any knew was possible. But that didn't stop it from happening. So large was Moro to them that they all realized for the first time exactly what mice always felt like. There really isn't any fighting such an enemy, and no escaping either for that matter even with the few vehicles they had. But that doesn't mean they didn't try, it would have been disappointingly boring if they didn't.
But now the rest of the clan is gone, gone down that small opening that can just barely be seen, probably still alive for now, so far below, in conditions that make the apocalyptic hell hole of a desert they had been living in seem entirely pleasant by comparison. He had eaten the others quite a lot faster, albeit with a terrifying playfulness, a casualness to it once he dropped them into his mouth as if he were doing nothing more important than eating some sushi, without chewing mind you. But nonetheless he reached the end of the camp's occupants quicker than he would have liked, and since it was about to be over, he felt it necessary to drag it out a little longer for the one last trembling raider, holding his prey above his mouth by the leg to see where all their comrades took the slimy final plunge. The reactions were really the most fun part to Moro, really the main reason he found such things to be as fun as he found them. It was certainly quite a view he offered though. His mouth that had claimed probably in the high thousands by that point, and at least a dozen that day, which was the more pressing concern thought of at that moment, everyone the raider knew more or less awaited them. There was nothing to do but try and look around one last time at the world, though even that was spoiled with the stale smell and intense cloying heat of the darkly mottled, canine maw that awaited below. At least resources aren't going to be a problem for the group anymore.
CW: NSFW
You really tought that in your normal size would be safe?, oh boy, you never realized a 15ft monster could manhandle so easily~
We will stop until I say so
Enough whining and keep whimpering for dad~
Thank to @Sijzeldrakx1 for this ;)