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'She heard crickets among the dry grass and licked her lips.

Breakfast… she thought, and smiled.

Crickets were a tasty snack, a rare find in Redwood, but here they were thick on the ground. She waded into the brush and it scraped against her uncomfortably, a far cry from the cool grass up north. She moved slowly, trying not to startle the insects. They were difficult to spot and moved fast, but with her reflexes she snapped them up one by one. Her joints still ached from the long trek across the plains and it felt good to stretch them. She got quite carried away with little else to distract her and decided to make a game of it. She stalked her ‘prey’ with kit-like enthusiasm, pouncing on them and chasing them through the scrub. One particularly crunchy looking individual was perched atop a round cactus; it chirped its gleeful song oblivious to the stealthy predator creeping towards it. Kendra padded along, hugging the ground silently, her focus fixed on the cricket. She pounced with gusto, catching the insect in mid air as it hopped to escape. With a little more momentum than she intended she soared over the cactus and tumbled to a halt the other side, laughing at her own pettiness. She lay face up, and when she opened her eyes she saw a familiar figure blocking out the sun. If condescension could kill, Kendra would be long dead. A debonair silver trickster looked down at her with a raised eyebrow, a slight smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

“What are you doing?” Victor asked, evidently amused at the awkward position he had found the young vixen in.

“Uhh… I…” Kendra faltered. She drew herself up and cleared her throat, trying her best to salvage her dignity. “I was chasing crickets,” she stated simply, not looking at him.

“I see,” said Victor. “Simple things.”' -Pg. 128

I was hesitant to upload this as I haven't yet finished the story and nobody knows my characters but me and ~Lily-Box . However, people were asking me if I had any more art so I thought I would put up another scene illustration for you folks. This is rather old now, but still a nice, lighthearted scene, characteristic of the first half of the novel. The story gets rather more serious as it progresses though.

Victor, Kendra (c) me.

Helpful pose references from *Culpeo-Fox [link] + [link]
+ wikipedia.org

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'She heard crickets among the dry grass and licked her lips.

Breakfast… she thought, and smiled.

Crickets were a tasty snack, a rare find in Redwood, but here they were thick on the ground. She waded into the brush and it scraped against her uncomfortably, a far cry from the cool grass up north. She moved slowly, trying not to startle the insects. They were difficult to spot and moved fast, but with her reflexes she snapped them up one by one. Her joints still ached from the long trek across the plains and it felt good to stretch them. She got quite carried away with little else to distract her and decided to make a game of it. She stalked her ‘prey’ with kit-like enthusiasm, pouncing on them and chasing them through the scrub. One particularly crunchy looking individual was perched atop a round cactus; it chirped its gleeful song oblivious to the stealthy predator creeping towards it. Kendra padded along, hugging the ground silently, her focus fixed on the cricket. She pounced with gusto, catching the insect in mid air as it hopped to escape. With a little more momentum than she intended she soared over the cactus and tumbled to a halt the other side, laughing at her own pettiness. She lay face up, and when she opened her eyes she saw a familiar figure blocking out the sun. If condescension could kill, Kendra would be long dead. A debonair silver trickster looked down at her with a raised eyebrow, a slight smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

“What are you doing?” Victor asked, evidently amused at the awkward position he had found the young vixen in.

“Uhh… I…” Kendra faltered. She drew herself up and cleared her throat, trying her best to salvage her dignity. “I was chasing crickets,” she stated simply, not looking at him.

“I see,” said Victor. “Simple things.”' -Pg. 128

I was hesitant to upload this as I haven't yet finished the story and nobody knows my characters but me and ~Lily-Box . However, people were asking me if I had any more art so I thought I would put up another scene illustration for you folks. This is rather old now, but still a nice, lighthearted scene, characteristic of the first half of the novel. The story gets rather more serious as it progresses though.

Victor, Kendra (c) me.

Helpful pose references from *Culpeo-Fox [link] + [link]
+ wikipedia.org