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rainbowfic2023-11-11 08:49 pm
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Beige #13, Fade to Grey #15, Tyrian Purple #18
Name: Just Another Morning at Work
Story: Up at Silvercat's
Colors: Beige #13 (mouse), Fade to Grey #15 (venery), Tyrian Purple #18 (virgin hunter)
Supplies and Styles: postcard, graffiti (bingo board), chalk (here), sketch, illustration, brush (mien),
Word Count: 122
Rating: G
Notes: Felino, Mya-chama, and Silvercat are all from different cultures (none of which are really based on anything from Thundercats). Felino is a Nyjichun and from a tribe of them that are split into hunters and home-keepers (more or less): he's a hunter and so keeps his hair braided up and always has at least three knives on his person. Mya-chama is Tynthna. They use honorifics. She's also special because she looks more cat-like with a tail, muzzle, and cat ears (she's based on our first cat). Silvercat speaks Ylis, which is the English equivalent.
Here are the three of us together, although Mya doesn't dress in kimono anymore and I'm working on revising Felino's armor.
Here's Mya-chama in Tynthna attire:
Just Another Morning At Work
When I came in Felino was squatting on the floor, one knife held ready to throw, and Mya-chama was perched on a table, her skirt bunched up around her knees, tail swishing. They were both glancing intently around the room.
"What in Taill's name are you doing?"
"Hunting," Felino said flatly.
"There's a mouse."
"How the heck is there a mouse?! We're four stories up a tree!" I protested.
"Dunno," Felino said. "Mice are like that."
"There!" Mya-chama leapt off the table, claws out, and pounced like a pastel meteor. "Got it!" The little grey pest flailed as much as it could with Mya-chama holding its tail.
"Great," I said wearily. "Now get rid of it. We open in half an hour."
Story: Up at Silvercat's
Colors: Beige #13 (mouse), Fade to Grey #15 (venery), Tyrian Purple #18 (virgin hunter)
Supplies and Styles: postcard, graffiti (bingo board), chalk (here), sketch, illustration, brush (mien),
Word Count: 122
Rating: G
Notes: Felino, Mya-chama, and Silvercat are all from different cultures (none of which are really based on anything from Thundercats). Felino is a Nyjichun and from a tribe of them that are split into hunters and home-keepers (more or less): he's a hunter and so keeps his hair braided up and always has at least three knives on his person. Mya-chama is Tynthna. They use honorifics. She's also special because she looks more cat-like with a tail, muzzle, and cat ears (she's based on our first cat). Silvercat speaks Ylis, which is the English equivalent.
Here are the three of us together, although Mya doesn't dress in kimono anymore and I'm working on revising Felino's armor.
Here's Mya-chama in Tynthna attire:
Just Another Morning At Work
When I came in Felino was squatting on the floor, one knife held ready to throw, and Mya-chama was perched on a table, her skirt bunched up around her knees, tail swishing. They were both glancing intently around the room.
"What in Taill's name are you doing?"
"Hunting," Felino said flatly.
"There's a mouse."
"How the heck is there a mouse?! We're four stories up a tree!" I protested.
"Dunno," Felino said. "Mice are like that."
"There!" Mya-chama leapt off the table, claws out, and pounced like a pastel meteor. "Got it!" The little grey pest flailed as much as it could with Mya-chama holding its tail.
"Great," I said wearily. "Now get rid of it. We open in half an hour."
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