Finally Did Somthing With This : D Plus A Lil Bonus I Had Sketched Up From Before

Finished some refs for two warrior ocs I've been really slow to get, too. I'm really, really happy with how they came along, tho!

Pose practice. My Chilchuck is probably going to end up a pretty boy. It's how I prefer my middle aged men.

Also! I wish people drew him with freckles more often

I was too excited about this one so it gets posted today

Chilchuck sitting on Laios shoulder like a parrot translating social ques for him

Everyone play nice with that child, Pico will know if you dont

Didn't wanna wait to post this one. All of it was pretty experimental, so it is messy, but I was inspired so-

Firestorm's paws pounded against the muddy ground, his legs desperately moving as he ran, his striped pelt flashing with ginger streaks in the evening light. His tail tip was singed as flames licked at his back, threatening to consume him. Behind him, his home burned away, the raging flames of a forest fire eating up the only place he felt truly safe. Thunderclan warriors raced for the river, their ears pressed back and their eyes wide with terror. They had already lost Owlback, who had insisted on staying and defending his home. Steelthroat had tried to save him, but he refused to budge, and Firestorm had no idea if the elder was even still alive. Steelthroat was now leaping over fallen trees beside his leader, looking shocked and utterly panicked. Emberstrike and Blackwidow were running side by side just a few mouse lengths ahead of him, trying to keep the apprentices in line while each carrying one of Heatherberry's kits.

Firestorm took a glance behind his shoulder, skidding to a halt with a gasp. The flames had taken over the whole forest, burning away trees and ferns, brambles and flowers. It should have scared him to his core, left him shaking with terror. He should have been sobbing with despair as his world burned down around him. But he couldn't bring himself to feel anything. Anything but pure, complete awe. The bright flames lit up the evening, casting an eerie glow onto his fur. It warmed his pelt and soothed his aching legs. No, he wouldn't feel scared of it. It was beautiful. Too gorgeous to ever fear. In fact, he wanted *more*. Wanted to watch the every clan burn just to bask in that wonderful glow of ignited plant life.

Emberstrike's voice faded in above the crackling of the inferno, and he whipped his head around, spotting his best friend staring at him with horror filled eyes. Firestorm took one last look at the beauty destroying his home and turned, fleeing to safety with his friends.

New sona design! It's actually a revamp of a design @inkpotachilles gave me a long time ago.

Woooooo

oh @slushgut~

Not gonna over tag this but I will let @inkpotachilles know her ocs are on my page♡

I survived the night. I am God's strongest soldier