style test part…3? 4? I forget! anyway, here’s a short prologue for the guard pony comic, which I’m officially dubbing “Celestia’s Faithfuls” (tagged accordingly, feel free to block/savior it if you’re not interested).
still not sure if I’m gonna do the full thing, I wanna have it all scripted out and make sure it works first…but it’s kinda fun doing comics again, and I like how it’s turning out so far! disclaimer: there are no more saucy undressing scenes, sorry.
If you ever think your 12 year old self was an idiot just remember this:
one time when I was in seventh grade I decided to walk home from the community center without wearing any shoes. But it was like 98 degrees outside, so obviously the pavement was hot as balls, but I stubbornly continued to walk home barefoot. Long story short I got second degree burns from the pavement and painful blisters on every part of my feet. When I had to explain to my parents why hell I walked home barefoot I told them that my shoes were hurting my feet. I ended up going to go see doctors, and I wore inserts in my shoes for three years. My parents even considered surgery to fix my feet so that they wouldn’t hurt.
I never had the courage to tell them that the reason why I walked barefoot that one day was not because my feet hurt, but because, being an avid fan of Avatar: The Last Airbender, I had wanted fucking callouses on my feet like Toph
one time i got mugged and that’s the day i realized there are just too many actually bad people in the world for any of us to be worried about furries. oh no they wanna be a wolf and date a lemur……. cool did they mug you? no? why are you concerned it’s not your business
like we could die any day. just get murdered. just get hit by a car. just fall out of bed the wrong way and you want to make ur stand against someone who dresses up as a large cat I just don’t have the energy to waste
“Cats don’t comfort you when you’re feeling down.”
What a load of crap !!! One thing for certain… cats don’t give a rat’s ass what B.S. you tell about them. They refuse to care less, either about what you think of them, or about the people they love.
“Cats don’t miss you when you’re gone” is a ton of bs. Whenever I leave to go anywhere, I can hear my cats meowing at the door within moments trying to find me. They sit in the window watching for me to come home and they are at the door to greet me almost every single time.
Cats also grieve. This cat watches a video of their owner who had passed away and he tries to cuddle up with the phone. The look on his face when they zoom in on him brings me to tears every time.
I am Silver Tongue, I am an artist. I have many characters and you can check out my art in the art tag. I occasionally practice witchcraft though I don't do anything too complicated. I am girl 2 and don't know what else to put here.
