Sketches of Shadows and Light

Niernan Stormbringer · 09-13-2012, 06:38 PM

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15.09.12. Fundy National Park. Optime. 11 am. :: 575 ::

An interesting few days had passed; Saul had pronounced Grace pregnant, Colibri had popped out three puppies, which was odd because he never knew she was even pregnant, and he had had his first encounter with a member of Sangi'lak. The thoughts in his head were all moving too fast and he just wanted the world to stop for a minute. He had too many things to be worrying about all at once, but a few things kept him up at night; His worry over becoming a father, his worry over how Grace was taking the news that she was to be a mother, the state of their relationship, the coming winter months that would make keeping puppies alive difficult, and then the fact that he hadn't been spending nearly enough time with the other creatures that he cared about. Despite living across from him, he hadn't seen Bran since they helped out at the village hall. He hadn't seen Saul socially for a long while, he missed his Virding's easy conversation. And he hadn't had the chance to play with Ciaran or Darcy recently. Things were definitely going too fast and he wished the world would stop so he could get off. That was why he had taken a personal day and was now sat in the woodlands of the Fundy national park.

Of course, he had no idea why it was called that, he only knew that that was it's name, so that's what he called it, often just shortening it to Fundy. His leather satchel was propped against the log he sat on, the flap open revealing his hotch-potch of possessions. Ciaran, his large and fluffy cat, was sat not far off, soaking up a ray of autumn sun that broke through the canopy. Nier had his Journal on his lap, a half finished plant study on one page while he actively worked on how to portray the light shining on his handsome feline friend. The ray of light softened the cats features and made everything look somewhat angelic, so he used thin, barely visible lines, to hint at the shape of the cat, filling in the fine features with delicate touches of grey. A few stronger lines were needed, the areas where the light didn't touch the cats face and furred body, the little pockets of shadow that made the contrast all the more shocking and dynamic. He loved drawing his cat; there was no end to the body positions, postures and facial expressions.

He had become so lost in his own little world that he was entirely oblivious to his surroundings. He could hear the gentle breeze through the leaves and he was aware of the bird song that was an almost constant background noise, but he tuned it out. He knew that he was fairly safe as he was still close to Vinattan lands, it also helped that he was a fine specimen of a male wolf. He was tall and well muscled after months of running patrols and hunting. He may have been coming into his winter coat, but his corded muscles were still fairly evident under the fluff. He inherited his overly furred winter coat from his mother, the only Arctic wolf trait he really had. It left him looking a bit scruffy for the first couple of weeks of summer, but that he could deal with. So he sat, in relative confidence, sketching away, oblivious to almost everything.

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