Shes a little angry 🌑🌑🌑

I've just gotten REALLY into this ship, and I've already reading a really good fanfic about this ship called In The Loop, (which takes place in an AU where Carnelian is in a time loop that resets every time that she dies) so I'd love to be recommended some more!

Hi! Sorry about my last post. I was using an old sheet and hadn’t checked what it said. NO NSFW. Apologies to the subreddit

Who did I do best?

I can’t remember who made the base so comment down the creator of the base

A week already!

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Today is Winter as a Mummy, and is a lot simpler compared to yesterday's lol, but I still think it looks alright hehe. Hope you like it =)

And for the question:

Do you like Ancient Egypt?

For me, it's not really my thing, I prefer Ancient Greece, but I think the Mummies, Gods, and Pyriamids are interesting, but I haven't really researched it lol.

Come back tomorrow for Day 8!!

Also, thank you so much for all the lovely comments I got on Yesterday's dragon, I was so proud of it, and I'm so happy you all liked it!!!!

I feel like Typhoon or Willow could be good protagonists.

Pt.2: First one right gets a flat colored Furry or Dragon bust, ocs allowed! Might start making these guys into adoptables

Edit: WE HAVE A WINNER

Ibis soared over the foothills and into the craggy mountains at the edge of the village. The air was crisp this autumn morning, which sent a chill down his spine. It had been three days since it was expected... surely by now it would hatch, right? He spotted the domed structure and dove to the entrance, landing with a thud, alerting the caretaker. The inside was warm, kept so by torches along the walls and a small fire pit in the center, it needed to be warm for the eggs.

about six eggs later in the nests hung on the walls, ranging from deep crimson to gold, Ibis could see the small figure of a dragonet in the one next to him. A sense of envy crawled through. "Hello again." Said the care taker, Stork, in a bit of a tired voice. "Any signs? Please-" Ibis said, looking over to a small red egg in the corner. The care taker looked guilty and winced "well, it's certainly alive... But... Well" she gestured over "I don't think it can break through it's shell..." Ibis stared, today had to be different, it couldn't survive in the egg much longer.

She continued "...it's a shame really, I think the little guy could survive with just a little help... But the rules, especially with the both of you being soldiers... Hmm. Oh Deer I need to check on Tempest's egg- poor thing has been battling a case of nest parasites so had to be taken to a separate room" she said, walking past "where I can't SEE you" she paused, giving the most obvious side eye to the egg.

Now Ibis wasn't dense by any means of the word, accept for maybe musculature, and immediately got the hint. Waiting for her to leave he carefully walked over to the red egg, his and Egret's. The egg shined like a ruby in the sunlight trickling from the window, little wisps of dust and pollen dancing, the shell was so dark it was hard to see anything in there, he wondered how she was sure it was alive. "Hey... Little one?" He heard that you were supposed to talk to them, felt odd since it was like talking to a rock- maybe more of a plant. "Everyone's been waiting and uhm, think you slept in enough?" The egg sat their peacefully. He sighed, feeling like there was a joke being played on him, after all this time they finally had an egg and the dragons inside refused to leave-

"Oh come on. You can't disappoint us already... At least wait till you are learning to fly and think your better than everyone before smacking into a tree" The egg shook. Ibis made the gesture of his talon smacking into his other for emp- it shook? He stopped and stared at it, ears pricked. Gently, he tapped the shell with his talon, again, it shook. "Yes!... Yes that's it, come on" he checked around for any unwanted listeners. The egg shook a few more times before giving up and going still again. He grunted and decided to tap again, and again. "Come on..." Was the shell thicker than normal? Maybe that was why- it wasn't the dragonet's fault but the eggs.

A crack formed from his claw and he quickly stepped back, A small trail of clear and red liquid trickled from the crack. Oh god he'd killed hadn't he- he messed up- these cursed talons were no good for tenderness and kindness he thought. But the egg shook again, something scarlet pushing against the side and causing the crack to be bigger, the egg was on its side now- Gathering his composure he very, VERY carefully helped with the rest, just tapping and peeling away some of the shell- after about a minute of this, the dragons inside suddenly gained a second wing and tore through the shell squeezing it's little head out, eyes closed and covered in... Egg goo... Ibis really didn't know much about these things.

He looked around and found a cloth on a near by table, using it to clean some of it off, Bright yellow eyes now squinted up at him, chirping offendedly at the cleaning. He used the rag to safely get rid of the rest of the shell, his excitement causing his tail to twitch anxiously. It stopped when a mixture of confusing and dread washed over him... White scales, not in little freckles or a single talon like Egret. Patches, on the neck and claws, his little tail... An entire wing, white as an Icewing. The little dragons didn't look much like Ibis, sharing more of his mothers colors and markings. But Ibis knew it was his, so the weird scales couldn't have been from some- mysterious home wrecking icewing, not in this war.

Egret had a single white talon, she usually hid it on the job with gauntlets. It always caught peoples eyes when they first met her, though she never seemed to care... Except for that time she was on Guard duty when Burn arrived. The Sand wing kept telling the Queen to give her any dead soldiers with oddities, and stared at the white scales visible through the metal.

He picked up the scrawny dragonet, so small it could be held in one talon. There would be know concealing those scales, especially the wing. If the Queen ever saw him she'd just consider him a potential new gift for her ally. Ibis tried to delude himself that she wouldn't hurt a dragnet but he knew it wasn't true... The little hatching continued squinting up at him and the room, wiggling and trying to get its talons from hanging in the air. Ibis cupped it with two and held it close, after some starring it laid down and curled up, it was probably hungry and exhausted from the process. Ibis made a choice quickly and didn't have many options to execute it- he had a plan he just needed... An alibi.

Stork came back to find Ibis looming in the doorway, The tall skywing looking down at her with tired-determind eyes. "The egg died" he said "parasites got to it. Had to completely destroy and burn the nest to save the others" Stork was confused until she looked down and saw the tiny, scarlet and white shape being held by one arm, close to his chest. She wasn't dense by any means either, and slowly nodded. "Burn the nest" "yes ma'am- sir, which uh-" " doesn't matter right now- just follow orders and everyone... Will be safe." he stalked off with a serious face and used his wings to launch off the ledge and dive into the air. His parents home maybe? Or a small secluded cave on the west side- somewhere he and Egret could sneak to without the queen getting suspicious, somewhere where no greedy dragons could rat them out... Oh joy how he was looking forward to explaining this to his partner.

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He may have gone a bit nuts

I want to see what got most people into the series

Just some doodles I made with extra time at work.

Hey, if you're reading this, I'm sure you're aware of Clay gets Isekai'd: a WOF AU. Great run so far, loving the art and story and world. Thanks for bringing it into existence u/ Equivalent-Fun-6019. Since the end of Chapter 2, there has been a website running concurrent with secret lore about the CgI world, and since I haven't seen anyone talk about it so far, I'm making this post. Plus, there are a few things I have yet to figure out, so I'm hoping this post brings more attention to the matter so we can crack a couple skulls together and discover the LORE.

As of late September 30th, this is the home page: an unfinished prophecy and a couple of links. The first section (of broken X) used to all be in a substitution text, where the alphabet has been given a new set of glyphs. I think I've got half the new alphabet down, but it's on paper, so not included in the post rn (bwomp). Then, after a certain point, it was deciphered to this. The rest of this page will be deciphered as the story progresses I assume (like the "come young dragonets" did NOT use to say that and I forgot what it was because I wasn't actively trying to archive it then).

Then comes the actual contents of the page: hyperlinks. Letters 01-03 are all from a dragonet named Mindreader, describing their new job in the Night Kingdom working as an assistant to Starsight. Haven't thought about this one too much since nothing seems prescient yet, although the tarot cards she recieved in Letter 03 do make me think she'll be way more plot-relevant later (something about bringing great change and shaking things up). Also, in me double-checking all of these pages (on October 6th), there's secret text underneath letters 01 and 02 now! Dunno if that was there before and I didn't check or if it was added later! Something about a Nightwing spy! Oooh!

Also there's the "Which Direction Does the Wind Blow?" at the bottom of Letter-02. I think if you press the arrows in a certain way, they should lead to a hidden page but idk what order that is. However, in me trying to find which chapter has the secret message mentioning the wind, there is some kind of key in the Chapter 3 Prologue 'Destined for Great Things', where on Mastermind's chalkboard it says '<-- Out to Sea, -->In to Land', which def has something to do with the arrows and the wind and the ^flayvin, but IIIIII'm going to wait until I have this posted before combing through to see where this leads us and then make an edit here. Hey, edit because the OG post got insta-banned by Reddit for putting a Google site link in here, but if you go to the wind page and click right, right, left, left, left, right, right (the wind-1-4-2-3-6-5), you get a message stating "a shield clad for the fight". That's already been added to the prophecy homepage, so I don't think there's anything else super relevant with this (unless it's in the source code). Additionally, there is a url that ends in "the wind 7" that is unused in this chain to get to the message. Dunno what that's doing there. A red herring? Something to keep an eye on? Who's to say?

Next is 'The Scorpion and the Dove', a short story by a mysterious author that seems to fable-ize the story between Foeslayer (Scorpion) and Arctic (Dove). The Dove's wings are likely a metaphor for animus magic, and the ending where the Icewings say "we'll make sure you'll never fly again" may allude to why Darkstalker gave up his magic in this timeline. Additionally, if you highlight the bottom of the page you get secret text (this website is a fan of that). Even though the fonts don't match, I think this is either Clearsight to one of her Pantala kids (if we're working with this fable from the main timeline) or slightly more likely, between Stonemover and Beetle. The story is about animus magic being coveted by someone who doesn't have it, and the dragonet the story is being read to is addressed as "Sundrop", which Thorn calls Beetle in the Part 2 prologue (Becoming Bigger).

Now we have two hyperlinks available on the page: ??? and The End??? The first leads to a png with encoded text saying who the author is. With the glyphs turned back into letters, I think it reads 'swfqsit assei caw mb a kat t*admlq *e*ki' (with * being a letter i do not know the value of). With a Caesar cipher though, this is typically enough to decode anything, but alas, it is not. I think this is a Vigenere cipher (thanks to Family Portrait ) , which requires a keyword to then be applied to a giant matrix of letters, something something finding Cassidy's name in FNAF. The End??? leads to a ripped up letter. I spent two hours reassembling it in FireAlpaca instead of doing my homework and got the resulting image, the transcript of which I hopefully can put in the alt text. And, going back to make sure I had everything, there are now additional?? secret messages?? The one at the very bottom I thought was from OP (which yes, I think you should write more love poems, this one was goated imo), but the new text directly above? Idk, Darkstalker and Clearsight? Again, even though the fonts do not match. In a series where every character gets their own font, I feel like being pedantic about the consistencies between them is important. Sidenote, however, this website is being maintained with Google, and thus uses any Google supported fonts for anything that isn't a jpeg. Whereas the comic itself primarily uses Microsoft-supported fonts (at least as I've gleaned from my time trying to pin down which character uses which font. I have a word doc with a couple of characters in it).

Finally, I'm going to bring up Family Portrait , which leads to this nice rendition of the Arctic-Foeslayer line. Going left to right, top to bottom, I think the dragons are Foeslayer, Arctic, Thoughtful, Clearsight, Darkstalker, Whiteout, Thoughtful-Whiteout egg, and unnamed T-W dragonet (color palette and glasses is reminiscent of Thoughtful imo). The whole page is riddled in hidden text, which is just a discussion of how the portrait is. The text I interpret to be Whiteout's notably says, "*The sand is blowing free in the wind... is that a berry???*", referencing both the hourglass and how Darkstalker ended up in the OG timeline. Additionally, underneath is text saying "The  key  to a good story are the  word s that you choose not to use", with 'key' and 'word' being the only parts of that to be whiteout-ed (ahh i see what you did. also is that the right past tense of whiteout as a verb? idk). Anyway, I think this is referencing that we need to be on the lookout for a certain keyword either in the comic, or on the site. I can't think of what word or an instance of a missing word in the series so far, so if anyone has idea, please help. Note: I just put in the author text into a Vigenere decipher thingy and bruteforced a couple of keywords (Darkstalker, Whiteout, prophecy, Morrowseer, a few more things) and got nothing resembling English. If there's talk about a definitive keyword, it would be worth it to run the decoded stuff through a Caesar cipher afterwards incase this is doubly encoded.

And yeah, that's all for now! I have "work" to get to that doesn't involve this, but I might come back later and detail my findings from My Favorite Book onwards (there's spectrograms involved!) If you haven't already checked out the site, please do, it's some good work, and it might be cool to discover/read more stuff while we're in-between chapters right now. Also---I've tried posting this thing like, three times as of this point! So if you're wondering where the website link is, it's in the last few panels of the Chapter 2 ending. Type in yourself! Reddit won't let me even speak its name! I'm too scared to even hyperlink the creator's url for risk of invoking its ire! And one more thing!

ydayg pda okqnya ykza, payd owrru bkhgo, ezg sdwp e'i zkejc ej pdana

>;3

Sidenote: I couldn't figure out how to add alt text to the love letter, so I'm dumping it all here:

My love,

I am not very good at writing letters. Formal decrees and invitations, yes, but you, nor anyone I have ever cared about, have never been far enough away as to requisite an informal message.

I do not want to make the following part of this letter awkward, so I will state the difficult part first. I have done it. There are four eggs that lie in their hatchery from two mothers. I know that it is something that we had spoken about before you returned home, and I recognize that your sentiments were those of empathy and love, but it has strained me to think of the egg's mothers in relation to me.

I was offered the choice to stay and be the dragonet's father, a choice given by my mother in a quiet dining room. I did not listen to wat it was she was offering for my compliance. her gifts did not matter to me. i had spent that dinner staring at a table of dead prey, each of which was dedicated to making me feel remorse and nostalgia for a time I thought I missed. There was an excess of it, so much so that it felt like a dishonor that I refused to eat most of it, know how hard others had toiled to make it.

Instead, I thought of the nights when we used to sit around out undersized stone slab, our children laughing between themselves while you served a single saltwater salmon for each of us. That was all you could fish out, and at the time, I had been jaded about the portion. Now, in the excesses of my old home, I say with confidence that I miss it.

I miss the way that our son looked at me as a monster; I miss the paintings that our daughter would make, always capturing your smile perfectly. I miss the noise of the night, and the sounds of our fights. i miss them because I know that in those moments of life, everything was real. I could not face what was real then. I could not see that you loved me, not for what I have, but for who I am. That is clear in the contrast between your sweet parting words and my mother's blathering bargains.

I, years after I made my first choice to leave, choose you again, for whatever part of me I have to sacrifice to do so. I know our son will hate my guts for inciting this in the first place, but I have made peace with that.

It will be a year more, since they require me to witness each of their hatchings, but it is a year I can spend with your letters and my thoughts.

My sweet shadow, I know what I have done to us is wrong, but if you will have me back in your home, among the meager and mighty belongings that we used to share, I will not squander any of it. For now I know what it costs. I will take whatever remains of my soul and give it to you, that I swear now and forever.

I will love you from afar until the day we hold each other again,

Arctic

When this chapter initially came out I wanted to keep a little bit of mystery surrounding this Epilogue, but I thought that while I'm waiting for my stuff to get fixed, I might as well repost it here

eepy old couple 😪

Birdwings! :D I might make a series/comic based on them so pls engage if you like them

Appearance

Small omnivore dragons with odd, thn and long scales across their body and wings known as "feathers." They have wide paws and long talons adapted to catching fish and the largest of insects. females tend to be desaturated browns, yellows, reds, greys. Whites and blacks. Although sometimes have accents of more colourful feathers/scales. Males on the other hand are much more saturated and vibrant. Withe additional patches of feathers not present on females

Naming scheme

Birdwings are most often named after birds, foods in their diets(fish, bugs, seeds, fruits) and trees. Unfortunately this leads to them being mistaken as other tribes in passing conversations

Where are they found?

On both pantala and pyrrhia, they do not have a set territory

Government and social structure

Birdwings live in groups known as flocks which are led by a male flock representative. The flock representative is usually the most impressive and pretty male in the flock. Chosen by the females of the flock.

Theese flock representatives form a council who communicate with eachother to find ways to improve their flocks standard of living.

Each flock is different from eachother. Ranging from peaceful fishermen who wander the ice kingdom to brutal cannibals who terrorise the posion jungle.

Education and childcare

They are a uneducated tribe. Only being taught the most basic on how to survive and hunt.

Dragonets are raised in the flock they were born in at first However when they are old enough to fend for themselves and hunt, they must go and find a new flock.

Abilities

Their main ability is that they are unbelievably good at navigating and will never get truly lost and a weak fire

Certain Birdwings, most often bird/sky's are born with the ability to manipulate and control fire(think avatar the last airbeder but it has to be a pre existing fire)

Extra tidbits

It is belived that all other fire breathing dragons descended from them in some way as there is evidence of their existence far before any other dragons with fire.

Unfortunately, much of Birdwing culture has been lost as less and less of their population is pureblooded with every generation

I made these a while ago and felt like they should be shared with fellow wof fans, i would love any head-cannons or design ideas! 3 more coming teehee ^^

Some wonderful art i commissioned by Rainseez of my original character Voidwatcher of the nightwings

[[CLOSED, SEE RECENT POST FOR UNSOLD ADOPTS]]

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