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Posted: 11-15-18
    Pumpkin recalled making a joke once to someone- maybe to Mocha, maybe to Callum- about how the only time she ever exercised was when she was running away from the kitchen after stealing cookies.
    And what a disaster tonight was turning out to be.
    Fighting the Deelagun had already taken quite a toll on her energy levels, and now she was sprinting all the way across Wynsiph to the Nook, having to dodge debris and shove her way through crowds of Wyngro; some fleeing away from the center of town, and others running towards it. All was going fairly well until a large orange quad pushed his way past Pumpkin as he ran towards the town square, and ended up knocking her over onto the cobblestones.
  If I don’t get up now, I might pass out from exhaustion, she thought to herself, panting heavily and struggling to stand. As she did, something sparkling in the wreckage by her feet caught her eye. It was a bottle, slightly dusty from the rubble it was sitting in, and filled with a bright red liquid. It took Pumpkin a moment to connect what she had just found with the similar potion she had purchased only a few weeks ago.
  Novo, you lifesaver!! A grin crept onto her face, her aching chest momentarily forgotten as she took a glance behind her to check her wings. They still hadn’t fully grown, but…
  Maybe they’ll grow if I drink this potion? And if not, maybe I’ll get some longer teeth? Or some claws?
  She chugged the potion as quickly as she could, unsteadily standing up and beginning to catch her breath, waiting for something to happen. But unlike the first time she had drank one of Novo’s potions, she didn’t feel any different and couldn’t spot any changes. Maybe it needs time to take effect...? Oh, screw it! I can’t afford to spend any more time here! If something happens, it happens, I guess. Pausing for just a moment more to leave the bottle near the side of the road where it wouldn’t be stepped on, Pumpkin resumed her sprint towards the Nook, trying to ignore the returning pain in her chest by watching the cobblestone road slowly turn to dirt.
  Surprisingly, Alma was still outside near the Nook’s front door, holding it open for a wyngling dashing across the lawn. Only a few of the windows seemed to be boarded up and prepared to hold off Spites, which filled Pumpkin with anxiety as she noticed the luminous green eyes glowing ominously just on the edge of the nearby woods. Yittles. How many were there? 4? 5? It was hard to tell from where Pumpkin was standing in the yard, desperately trying to catch her breath.
  “Pumpkin?” Alma shouted, her eyes watching the gathering Yittles cautiously as well. “Thank Chii you’re alright, but you really should come ins- WATCH OUT!!”
  Pumpkin managed to turn just in time to block one of the Spites incoming strikes with her sword before it snarled and bolted back to the rest of the pack. A pack of them… supposedly, in regular scenarios, when a group of them gather, they may actually run by and slash at Wyngro… but then again, this isn’t a regular scenario… who knows what they could do?
  She took another glance back at the Nook- the Nook, the home of herself, of Alma, and of the countless others sheltering inside. The Nook, with only a few of the many windows boarded up.
  “Alma, you need to get back inside and finish barricading the Nook. Block the door, too- all of these Yittles might end up attracting bigger Spites.”
  “What? But you’re still-”
  “Blocking all the windows and doors takes time, right?” Pumpkin laughed nervously, turning away from the Nook to hide her face. Why did the corners of her eyes feel so warm all of a sudden? “What if they break through a window, or something? We can’t let them get inside. I can buy time, so just hurry up and go.”
  “But-”
  “Go!!” Pumpkin shouted, tightening her trembling hands on the hilt of her sword and watching a few Yittle begin to advance out of the shadows of the forest. “I… I promise I’ll be okay.”
  “...stay safe.” She heard the front door to the Nook close as she began to recount the Spites. There seemed to be nearly a dozen of them now. But that doesn’t matter. What matters is making sure that the Wyngro and Wynglings inside the Nook are safe.
  “Alright,” Pumpkin stammered, her voice shakier than expected as the first few Yittles began to charge. “Let’s do this.”

I was originally going to make this 2 different comics with a total of 20 panels but yikes guys, that's a lot XD I really want to make sure I get all of this done on time

First: www.deviantart.com/splashingse…
Previous: www.deviantart.com/splashingse…
Next: www.deviantart.com/splashingse…

Wyn Count:
+1 Bust
+1 Background
+4 MotM Fullbody ( Blusagi )
+3 NPC
+2 Fullbody
+1 Story
Total: 11/285

Description
Posted: 11-15-18
    Pumpkin recalled making a joke once to someone- maybe to Mocha, maybe to Callum- about how the only time she ever exercised was when she was running away from the kitchen after stealing cookies.
    And what a disaster tonight was turning out to be.
    Fighting the Deelagun had already taken quite a toll on her energy levels, and now she was sprinting all the way across Wynsiph to the Nook, having to dodge debris and shove her way through crowds of Wyngro; some fleeing away from the center of town, and others running towards it. All was going fairly well until a large orange quad pushed his way past Pumpkin as he ran towards the town square, and ended up knocking her over onto the cobblestones.
  If I don’t get up now, I might pass out from exhaustion, she thought to herself, panting heavily and struggling to stand. As she did, something sparkling in the wreckage by her feet caught her eye. It was a bottle, slightly dusty from the rubble it was sitting in, and filled with a bright red liquid. It took Pumpkin a moment to connect what she had just found with the similar potion she had purchased only a few weeks ago.
  Novo, you lifesaver!! A grin crept onto her face, her aching chest momentarily forgotten as she took a glance behind her to check her wings. They still hadn’t fully grown, but…
  Maybe they’ll grow if I drink this potion? And if not, maybe I’ll get some longer teeth? Or some claws?
  She chugged the potion as quickly as she could, unsteadily standing up and beginning to catch her breath, waiting for something to happen. But unlike the first time she had drank one of Novo’s potions, she didn’t feel any different and couldn’t spot any changes. Maybe it needs time to take effect...? Oh, screw it! I can’t afford to spend any more time here! If something happens, it happens, I guess. Pausing for just a moment more to leave the bottle near the side of the road where it wouldn’t be stepped on, Pumpkin resumed her sprint towards the Nook, trying to ignore the returning pain in her chest by watching the cobblestone road slowly turn to dirt.
  Surprisingly, Alma was still outside near the Nook’s front door, holding it open for a wyngling dashing across the lawn. Only a few of the windows seemed to be boarded up and prepared to hold off Spites, which filled Pumpkin with anxiety as she noticed the luminous green eyes glowing ominously just on the edge of the nearby woods. Yittles. How many were there? 4? 5? It was hard to tell from where Pumpkin was standing in the yard, desperately trying to catch her breath.
  “Pumpkin?” Alma shouted, her eyes watching the gathering Yittles cautiously as well. “Thank Chii you’re alright, but you really should come ins- WATCH OUT!!”
  Pumpkin managed to turn just in time to block one of the Spites incoming strikes with her sword before it snarled and bolted back to the rest of the pack. A pack of them… supposedly, in regular scenarios, when a group of them gather, they may actually run by and slash at Wyngro… but then again, this isn’t a regular scenario… who knows what they could do?
  She took another glance back at the Nook- the Nook, the home of herself, of Alma, and of the countless others sheltering inside. The Nook, with only a few of the many windows boarded up.
  “Alma, you need to get back inside and finish barricading the Nook. Block the door, too- all of these Yittles might end up attracting bigger Spites.”
  “What? But you’re still-”
  “Blocking all the windows and doors takes time, right?” Pumpkin laughed nervously, turning away from the Nook to hide her face. Why did the corners of her eyes feel so warm all of a sudden? “What if they break through a window, or something? We can’t let them get inside. I can buy time, so just hurry up and go.”
  “But-”
  “Go!!” Pumpkin shouted, tightening her trembling hands on the hilt of her sword and watching a few Yittle begin to advance out of the shadows of the forest. “I… I promise I’ll be okay.”
  “...stay safe.” She heard the front door to the Nook close as she began to recount the Spites. There seemed to be nearly a dozen of them now. But that doesn’t matter. What matters is making sure that the Wyngro and Wynglings inside the Nook are safe.
  “Alright,” Pumpkin stammered, her voice shakier than expected as the first few Yittles began to charge. “Let’s do this.”

I was originally going to make this 2 different comics with a total of 20 panels but yikes guys, that's a lot XD I really want to make sure I get all of this done on time

First: www.deviantart.com/splashingse…
Previous: www.deviantart.com/splashingse…
Next: www.deviantart.com/splashingse…

Wyn Count:
+1 Bust
+1 Background
+4 MotM Fullbody ( Blusagi )
+3 NPC
+2 Fullbody
+1 Story
Total: 11/285