Just kinda noticed the differences aren't as big as they should be an what not but i also know that Ludo (my lamb) would enjoy more proper designs and fleeces, so maybe that has an influence to the fleeces' appearances?
something something. i was listening to my church by aviators on loop while drawing this so imagine there are cool lyrics. my spirit my church my people etc.
Fear not, for you are my chosen vessel and death cannot halt you. I shall not allow it, for I still have need of you. -Things to say when you're flirting
dm'ing a mutual you've never interacted with one-on-one is so embarrassing like. hi.... im sorry. you can kill me if you want... can i have your discord..... if not.. feel free to shoot me down where i stand... im sorry.. i'll leave..
gonna post the frames for a tiktok thing i made on here as well cause................... why not. (mostly just wanted to share my lamb drawing but shh)
also uh. my oc too. theyre gonna be... under the cut.
I'm unsure if anyone has done it before, but Cowboy Au. :3
Nari is an ex sheriff that got banished by his found family of important figures in the city (Kallamar would be a doctor, Shamura a Notaio which idk how it would traduce in english, etc), And instead of chains he's just decently wounded and wonders away.
He then finds a small abandoned town and settles there for a bit.
Then one day the lamb runs into the town hiding from some other town's sheriff but Nari deals with them, then tasks the lamb to become a sort of second in command and find a way to help him regain his position.
The cultist gathering would be like sorta gathering a group of outcasts or criminals or anything else and the rest would kinda go the same? Idk how Rat dad would fit into this still working this idea out
Thanks for reading this idea that i WILL do something with.
Trudging along, bells toiling, the god of mercy visits the plains once more in search of lost souls in need of saving. A lush flower grove grows beneath their hooves, only to quickly rot and age underneath the crimson cloak. The scent of herb coated the ancient long gone architecture with new vigor.
Narinder still clings to their ancient master, loyal as always joining the solemn walk. He announces his blessed day, he made a friend, looking up to the towering beast for a sign that he has been heard. He almost wishes to choke a sob, for he sees there's none.
A trudge, new life, for it to end, the echos of chimes, an omen of sleep. He remembers the days when he despised the infant god for being so childish, the cursed mocking laughter of a sickly sweet soul, to see the joy written on their face, to see how proud they were when the news was given. Delight that Narinder is no longer so lonesome with the new family.
He'd give anything to break this damned curse, just to see that annoying, pitiful, awful, smile again.
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