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Early Autumn, Year 767 of the New Age,
On the outskits of Glenmore
Featuring Azrael

She was like a witch of the forest, with green growing all around. The birds came and went, taking turns riding upon her
back as she swayed softly with her work. Her hair was loose, tumbling in soft thick waves onto the grassy earth
as the trees danced above. She is strange, a thing to behold; she is... alone as is the fate of all witches.

Azrael being the outcast of Glenmore that she is, finds comfort in the darkness surrounding her. Her pale coat and soft singing while she works ends up attracting a few songbirds here and there,

including the little bluebird upon her rump not to mention the occasional woodpecker that seems to enjoy hitching a ride to the next tree.

As long as they don't peck at her, she gives them a few berries and off they go; the birds seem to be her only company out here.

I know a woodpecker isn't technically a songbird, so I'm not sure if it'll count... I figured though
since her home is among the tree's she's bound to get a few of the pesky things here and there, no doubt making a mess of her home.
So why not bribe them with a few berries when they come around?

Az likes the songbirds, their voices are lovely amongst the silence.

It was nice doing art of these guys again; I really need to get back into it.
I swear though this took longer than it should have.
MUCH TO LONG.

Honestly too lazy to go back and fix up that dark patch at the bottom rofl plus all my hardwork
to creat ambient "lighting shinning through the tree's" has dissapeared too
I give in and concede that this background has failed me.
them trees r nice doe. nice trees.

Description

Early Autumn, Year 767 of the New Age,
On the outskits of Glenmore
Featuring Azrael

She was like a witch of the forest, with green growing all around. The birds came and went, taking turns riding upon her
back as she swayed softly with her work. Her hair was loose, tumbling in soft thick waves onto the grassy earth
as the trees danced above. She is strange, a thing to behold; she is... alone as is the fate of all witches.

Azrael being the outcast of Glenmore that she is, finds comfort in the darkness surrounding her. Her pale coat and soft singing while she works ends up attracting a few songbirds here and there,

including the little bluebird upon her rump not to mention the occasional woodpecker that seems to enjoy hitching a ride to the next tree.

As long as they don't peck at her, she gives them a few berries and off they go; the birds seem to be her only company out here.

I know a woodpecker isn't technically a songbird, so I'm not sure if it'll count... I figured though
since her home is among the tree's she's bound to get a few of the pesky things here and there, no doubt making a mess of her home.
So why not bribe them with a few berries when they come around?

Az likes the songbirds, their voices are lovely amongst the silence.

It was nice doing art of these guys again; I really need to get back into it.
I swear though this took longer than it should have.
MUCH TO LONG.

Honestly too lazy to go back and fix up that dark patch at the bottom rofl plus all my hardwork
to creat ambient "lighting shinning through the tree's" has dissapeared too
I give in and concede that this background has failed me.
them trees r nice doe. nice trees.