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Constance and Bones form a close bond after Constance tells Bones about her past.

Constance is one of those designs that you don't appreciate the extent of her beauty until you draw her yourself. I just love her hazel eyes especially <3 This picture is another really old one. I am so happy to have finally finished it!

From this RP:
Two Strays (Constance and Bones):iconwildfire-tama: Bones trotted across the pavement, taking a walk by the large metal silos that stood tall against the flat docks. He paused before one, staring up at it. He always wondered what it was, and why it was here… he saw grass-smelling trucks going in and out of the region, one even parked nearby, but never had he actually tried to see where they were going or from where they had come. Bones shifted the attention of his dark brown eyes to seabirds wheeling in circles in the sky above. He glanced to the side, perking his good ear forward to better hear the constant rumble of the sea. He padded toward the large cargo dock, taking in the intricate smells of the salty sea as he walked.
:iconWeasele: Constance's ears twitched at the sounds of seagulls making a racket. She put her paws over her ears, desperately trying to block out the sound before giving up and flopping them back on the ground dramatically. The sound of the sea crashing against the tall wooden columns of

Constance (c)
Bones (c)

Description
Constance and Bones form a close bond after Constance tells Bones about her past.

Constance is one of those designs that you don't appreciate the extent of her beauty until you draw her yourself. I just love her hazel eyes especially <3 This picture is another really old one. I am so happy to have finally finished it!

From this RP:
Two Strays (Constance and Bones):iconwildfire-tama: Bones trotted across the pavement, taking a walk by the large metal silos that stood tall against the flat docks. He paused before one, staring up at it. He always wondered what it was, and why it was here… he saw grass-smelling trucks going in and out of the region, one even parked nearby, but never had he actually tried to see where they were going or from where they had come. Bones shifted the attention of his dark brown eyes to seabirds wheeling in circles in the sky above. He glanced to the side, perking his good ear forward to better hear the constant rumble of the sea. He padded toward the large cargo dock, taking in the intricate smells of the salty sea as he walked.
:iconWeasele: Constance's ears twitched at the sounds of seagulls making a racket. She put her paws over her ears, desperately trying to block out the sound before giving up and flopping them back on the ground dramatically. The sound of the sea crashing against the tall wooden columns of

Constance (c)
Bones (c)