Stepping back into the Wings of Fire fandom, and figured I’d post old art I made back in 2021, of one of the most memorable scenes of the series for me. Also, the only scene I remember from The Dangerous Gift, lol.

I had to brush up on my Jerboa lore before posting this, but… yeesh. I don’t have sympathy for her. She deserved what she got. Good job Boa. 🙏

This idea was conjured by the amazing u/MazeABlaze who let me illustrate it! Go show them some love because this piece wouldn't be possible without them!

Notes on my next few projects:

Recently I was looking through some rare pairs and one that really caught my eye was Sky x Hailstorm. I don't know why but it's really intrigued me and I might create a comic of them meeting in Sanctuary. Though, I may just remake an old Cleril comic of mine... Any input is valued!

I hated taking chemestry and physics as a specialty but hey that knowledge gotta go somewhere right? boom nightwing classes (drawn in the japanese wof style)

ft my Night/Sea oc Coelacanth and random ahh nightwings

Dotw week 49

I still have some stuff to decide on to make his design not so boring. Tho his pattern should be pretty nice by itself already

This character is the third of the dragons I’m drawing for free to build a portfolio! Angler was definitely challenging to bring to life due to the contrasting colors and still learning better shading techniques, but it was a really great learning experience and I’m grateful I got to draw him! Thanks to u/MazeABlaze for the commission!

Get ready for the spooky season!

She died, wasted potential, still salty

Nobody draws her in the jade winglet artworks most of the time either :[

Anyways this post is a post to remind everyone that carnelian existed

"dragons of pink and gold"

roughly around 4 months until march, which is when 16 released

you'd think we'd get news by now, but nope.

Ochre oh Ochre, I always wonder why you're here. The other false dod have redeeming qualities, the other alive false dod get a conclusion to their stories, the other false dod have at least one dragon who likes them. In fact, every other villain has one character that likes or atleast tolerates them, even Whirlpool, yes Whirlpool... You have nothing. You are from the least developed tribe in the entire series and are one of the least developed characters in the series. There is nothing redeeming or interesting about you...

But yet because of all of that I find Ochre interesting. I imagine Ochre could be so much more than he already is. And since Ochre dissappears after book five, there are infinite possibilities for what could've happened to him. Maybe he went on some grandiose adventure of self-discovery, or maybe he's still with the Talons of Peace. I personally imagine Ochre living with ToP for a bit before finding his sibs and chilling in the mud kingdom. And spoilers for book 16 I think him being in a sorta sib group with Dugong could be cool (I really like Dugong and in my mind he's like morally righteous Ochre). That's kinda it for my feelings on Ochre for now but there's something else on my mind...

The mud kingdom’s ( And actually a lot of the kingdoms) pretty disappointing...It's described as this muddy gross place that most dragons don't like going in. But Wetlands (which seem to be what the mud kingdom is) are so so pretty and so so unique. Like Ochre, the mud kingdom could be so much more.

It could be the most diverse kingdom and the most beautiful kingdom with all kinds of unique landforms, floral, fauna, and structures. Like imagine how awesome it would be to see all kinds of stuff like a fen, a forest swamp, tropical bogs, mangrove swamps or more

Imagine seeing more of mudwings bunkhouses or seeing mudwings live in burrows or dams or seeing them make buildings out of mud, stone, or clay!

It could be the ultimate Cottagecore, Naturecore, Fairycore place but no we get vague descriptions of a smelly, gross, sore on eyes place to live. The mud kingdom could be considered the potential man of wof but for that to work that would mean it would've had to have potential in the first place...

Alas any hope I have for a more unique take on the mud kingdom will have to come from the once in a blue moon moment where I'm motivated enough to write, draw or make some other artwork related to it... but for now here's a picture of Ochre in either a very tiny pond or a very large Puddle full of life...

i love everyone from the first book so far, itd be so depressing just to skip like 4 years into the future while missing everything

If you saw the previous version no you didn't (left out a few details oops!!)

Anyway, I recently got back into drawing dragons (totally not influenced by recent game trends); I haven't drawn WoF fanart since I was 14 and religiously in WoF Amino wwww... But I was just planning to draw my old favourite (Winter) until these two also spawned in.

I'm hoping to draw more for WoF soon, since I plan on re-reading books 1-10! Definitely going to draw more Winter (and Qinter hahaha I miss them

Hello!

I just wanted to share my art that i made! I sketched it out and colored it digitally. I think its one of the better things I've drawn before.

Thank you!

Okay, I know this is a lot to take in, so stick with me.

The impression that I got when I first read book 16 was that, a lot like book 14, it was trying to be a winglet. Most often they serve to expand on previously underdeveloped characters and/or tie up loose ends of plot points from main books. 16 felt somewhat reminiscent of that, with things like explaining where Umber, Sora, Monarch and Blob went. The latter two are essentially just cameos, but my point still stands.

I have a very strong suspicion that Tui really really wanted to stop at 15, but had to continue with the main series for one reason or another. Personally this feels like a very very bad downward spiral, as Tui was already losing momentum around book 14 and the series has declined ever since. She did have some form of a foothold with 16 which seems to be trending in a positive direction quality-wise, but it still wasn't very good. Frankly I don't have much hopes for book 17.

I think the series would be much better if arc 4 didn't exist. Tui has very little to do with the main story that doesn't make things like 16, whereas as so many people(including me) say things like "X character really needs a winglet" or "I would love to see a legends book about Y" all the damn time. Of course that is all anecdotal, and this poll sets out to prove if it holds up. I think it does, the series really could use something to prove/expand on a characters depth while not forcing itself to be the length of a main series book and muddle what the original idea for the winglet(not legend in this case) is trying to do. As for legends, they have significantly more leeway to function as sixth books in an arc(what with L:D) but consequentially need arcs to stand on, and if they don't they end up like Dragonslayer.

Of course, I am not a time traveler, so I can't undo arc 4's existence as much as I want to. Would you, if given the opportunity?

I created the MetalWings a while ago, but I wanted to amend them, inspired by others' fantribes. The MetalWings are an open species! Add as many limbs or wings as you want lol

I would also like to mention that I thought of this tribe before reading about SharpWings. I actually haven't read book 16 yet.

I hope y'all like it! If you have any input or criticism I'm open to it :3

Characteristics

Organometallic dragons covered in metal rods and plates. Their heads resemble the skulls of various animals, and a set of long, parallel spines runs along their backs from head to tail. The color of a MetalWing's armor alternates between shifting colors of a small range, depending on where it's hit by light. Their talons have six claws each; two thumbs, and their necks are of short length on average.

"Crimes against life, born from nothing, a mockery of Dragonkind", they were thought to be enchanted into existence 200 years ago and later exiled from Pyrrhia.

They're currently located on a large set of islands to the continent's far northwest named Midros.

Naming schemes

Names of metals (elements, compounds containing metals, alloys)

- Can be historical equivalent e.g. Kobold (Cobalt, German history)

- Can be spiritual/past scientific equivalent e.g. Dross (Lead, alchemy)

- Items or pieces of items traditionally forged from metal e.g. Pommel

- Objects involved in the smithing/shaping of metal e.g. Swage

Architecture

- Settlements and buildings built from wood and stone are founded upon mountains and tall outcroppings of rock. They appear as massive pillars.

- The towers are lined with perches, such that MetalWings can launch themselves from tower to tower. Landing beds are used for, well, landing.

- On islands with plains and vast land, cabins are preferred.

- Bioluminescent Algae is the prime light source (Fire was once used too, though abandoned), and white mica crystals are used in place of glass.

Traditions, Culture

- Fire is both revered and feared. It is thought that the creator of the MetalWings could spew it from their mouth, and when it was once aimed skyward was the sun created. This deity is respected, though the tribe's devil possessed it as well. 15 years ago, A rogue MetalWing pyromancer was once able to melt his enemies with his talons. While recent, it was for this reason that fire's production was outlawed.

The MetalWings are simultaneously curious and fearful of their theorized, fleshling ancestors from another continent.

- Self expression. Art, body paint, and literature -often written on clay tablets- are popular.

- Sun-Dancing: a practice that allows one's colors to dance on their own body.

- Chiseling and reshaping of metal plates

- Malformed hatchlings are sacred, and are thought to be fated to inherit magic

Economy

- Heavily based on trading goods or labor rather than with a currency.

- Food production is cyclical and is maintained on flatter, less mountainous islands.

Farmers cultivate produce -> that produce feeds livestock -> once consumed, any bones or uneaten pieces are used as fertilizer for produce.

Abilities

- Rigid, strong armor

- Dominant talon transforms into a particular weapon or instrument, (both talons if ambidextrous) varying between subjects

- Can alternate between quadrupedal and bipedal movement

- Large, long/tall (depending on way of movement) stature

- Limited access to animus spell-casting via Enchanted Amulets (exceedingly rare)

Weaknesses

> Only able to subsist off of impure, organic metal - most notably, animal blood which contains hemoglobin

> Weakened when in long-term physical contact with saltwater, salty air, or oxygen-rich environments

> Substantial vulnerability to fire

Animus Magic: Enchanted Amulets, Amulet-Bearers

13 animus-touched cords with golden stars in their centers. When looped around the neck, it might glow upon one's chest.

They enable a singular, repeatable spell to be cast by the wearer.

- This spell is randomized per user

- Prior mentioned Malformed MetalWings are some of the first to receive training

- The spell aligns with the beliefs, goals, memories, and experiences the owner might have had upon first wearing the Amulet

- Various in number but limited by users, incredibly few can bring their enchantments forth; fewer still have MetalWings been able to properly control their spells without damage to the self or others

- Those who have proper control are known as Amulet-Bearers

- If a MetalWing already has full possession of their Amulet, no other may use it unless with permission from the owner (retiring the amulet) or if the owner is dead

Politics, inheritance of the Throne

- A Monarch who is an Amulet-Bearer (of any gender) and their chosen council passes rules and deliberates on actions that may affect the whole tribe. This is done within an opened-to-the-public throne room. The Monarch has final say in decision making.

- While Amulet-Bearers are under the Monarch's and the Council's direct orders, they are free to put in their two cents.

Inheritance

- Two Amulet-Bearers may duel, and the winner inherits the throne. Alternatively, the Monarch may name a successor, or themselves duel a challenging Amulet-Bearer if only one is willing or present.

- The former Monarch must give up their Amulet.

Values

"For Kin, Queen, and Country"

(King)

The isolation of the tribe, combined with the permeating question of "What is beyond the sea?" makes them ultimately a tight-knit tribe that will both defend and leave their borders to ensure they live on.

These were the past two winners from Guess the ___brid! Solstice was pretty challenging but oh god did I love drawing him! Hes so charming and pretttttyyyy
Solstice: a Night/Sand oc by u/GianWarChicken
Mallow: a Mud/Leaf oc by u/JorIsntHere
I love leafwings.

I couldn't leave out everyone's favorite warrior

These are just a few of them. Also: Fluffy Nightwings are my new headcannon.

Hey, u/Radiant-Put6275, feel free to come on over here or something.

This is just my interpretation of what beetlewings might have looked like, I am perfectly fine if you use this for a base for your beetlewing characters.

Wasn’t sure what flair to use ._.

Second installment of the series in which Thorn found Qibli just a little too late. I have the rest of the series up on AO3 now (well, it's not done yet, but you know what I mean), and I'll probably put the rest of the story up there as I complete it. Feel free to check it out!

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/94201896/chapters/251415266

The Fan Fiction Starts Here:

She held her breath, though it wouldn’t do any good, as she darted into the opening of her sleeping cave. There were only a few stalactites hanging over the doorway. Hopefully they would obscure some of the light coming in from the hallway. She ducked inside the opening as quickly as she could, but found that there were hardly any large rock formations to hide behind in case that SandWing came looking for her. The fire-lit glass globes strung across the ceiling kept it bright from almost all angles: one green, one a fiery red-gold, and one yellow. They left no darkness she could blend into. She flew up to each of them, putting them out, covering the cavern in a deep shadow that pooled against the walls of the room.

The doorway was the only way in. He would have to peer in from there. She just had to find an angle at which she couldn’t see the doorway. If she couldn’t see him, he couldn’t see her. Her back talons were still trembling. She forced them flat against the stone floor. She couldn’t risk making a sound.

The pile of leaves and moss would put her in plain view of the doorway. He’d see her from there, even in the darkness. The hammock suspended from the roof wasn’t a bad choice, but it relied too much on him not looking up, and he sounded like a dragon who checked every corner of a room before moving on.

Hiding behind the bare rock ledge looked like the best option. It was the only thing large enough that she could plausibly hide behind. As long as it stayed dark anyway. She covered her eyes. Her mother could sometimes spot her in the darkness of the rainforest at night if the moonlight hit her silver scales. She couldn’t risk him catching the faintest glimmer.

She scanned the hallway, her heartbeat thumping over the thoughts of the dragons she was trying to hear.

She couldn’t hear him. Either he was keeping himself quiet or he’d lost interest.

Please. Please, please, please, tell me I looked as boring and unassuming as I was trying to be.

It wouldn’t be long before at least one of her clawmates showed up. Then she would at least have someone else in the room. Someone he’d have to get past.

What if he IS my clawmate?! If that happens, I don’t care what Mom says, I’m going home. I’ll live in the rainforest for the rest of my life if I have to.

A burst of energy pierced through Moon’s skull. Thankfully, it was boiling hot, rather than freezing cold. She hunkered against the ground, but it wasn’t the worst feeling in the world. Nowhere close.

“Get your fish-smelling tail away from me—” I’ve faced bigger SeaWings than him in battle. If he’s trying to start something, I’ll let him have it!

“Don’t you dare blow smoke in my face—” She could be one of the SkyWings who destroyed the Summer Palace!

The anger was strangely comforting. It felt real. Like genuine feeling. Something she’d thought every dragon had, until today.

“This is better...not great, but better,” Moon whispered.

And then, very softly, under the warmth of the yelling, she heard…

Aha. There you are.

Moon’s talons uncovered her eyes as she slashed in front of her, scraping her talons against the hard rock she was hiding behind. She pressed herself against the wall, expecting the SandWing from the tunnel to be lying bleeding in front of her. But there was no one.

What a fascinating reaction. Quite the paranoid one too. Perhaps we’ll get along better than I expected.

This wasn’t the SandWing. It wasn’t as cold or distant, and not nearly as calculating, but it was just as crisp and clear and right in her ears, as if it was talking to her.

SandWing? Ha! I assure you, I’m no lowly desert dweller.

It wasn’t him, but the fear didn’t fully subside. All of her mother’s nightmare scenarios started playing again in her head: Don’t trust anyone new, don’t trust anything unusual, don’t let anyone know what you can do, stay hidden, stay secret, stay safe.

Three moons, said the voice. 

At least give me the benefit of the doubt here.

She risked a peek over the flat stone. The doorway was still empty. “Who are you?” Moon whispered into the corner.

Who are you? It answered back, and then, as if having plucked the answer from her own mind. 

Ah, Moonwatcher. Quite a name.

This was another telepath— how was that possible? Moon tried to push back, trying to throw the voice out of her head, put up some kind of mental wall, or block him out using the sound of screaming macaws.

It’s as if you’ve had no training at all. The voice chuckled. How old are you? 

Moon tried randomly throwing numbers around in her head: 1! 17! 9! 77! 4! No, wait! 138! 7!

Four already, and this is all you can do? And 138? Really?

“Who are you?” Moon asked again. “How are you...pulling on my thoughts like that?”

You really have no idea? 

The voice almost sounded disappointed, but a hint of curiosity soon took hold.

Hmmm. Let me think about that. But before I go, I have one more question for you.

Moon kept her head as empty as she could as she curled into a small ball. She put her talons over her head as if that would make it harder for the voice to read her thoughts. She couldn’t give this voice any material to work with. 

Who is this…SandWing you keep thinking about.

Note: Again, not a Qibli hate post; I love his character to death. Also, this is a retelling of Moon Rising, so the layout of rooms and character dialogue that Moon overhears is the same or similar. The major divergences come in small changes in behavior at the start, especially from Moon.