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WARNING: While the artwork itself doesn't contain any mature content, the story in the description is violent. So, if you don't like reading about this stuff, please skip it. (I guess it's better safe than sorry, so I'll just write this.)


The night was black. Not the usual dark blue, with a few stars twinkling in the sky and maybe some moonlight (which others might look at as romantic, but I merely look at as good for hunting), but pitch, pitch black. This meant that something else would be out hunting tonight - the ever feared Blackwell canine, going out and killing a few more innocent victims. Some claimed she was out in righteous revenge, since humans, after all, had killed her family, but this was utter nonsense. That happened years and years ago, and even a magic Seldnac'Rae should get over it.

That magic, which allowed her to control the weather, thereby causing these black clouds. A distance rumble of thunder was in the air, but it was not raining, and the air stood still. It had been claimed the creature could turn invisible as well, but this was just a rumor. Helldogs were the only creatures able to do that, and while Blackwell could raise hell she was not one of them.

He got up, holding his shotgun, and listened. Not a sound, all animals knew to hide from Blackwell's fury, and no birds were singing in the unusual weather. So he moved further up into the forest, closer to the den, and closer to the monster. He would kill it, and finally get rid of this murderous beast.

Coming to the den, he saw nothing. No movement, not a living creature. She was gone, but she would return in the morning, and he would get his shot. So he laid down in the grass, a bit above the den, where he knew he would see her well.

He had never suspected that she had been watching him all this time, watching his every movement, fooling him, waiting for him to lay down. When he suddenly saw the glowing red coming from somewhere behind him, turned, and saw her white teeth and the expression of pure hate, he understood he would lose. He would never get that shot, never get to kill this creature, and she would continue her revenge against humanity.

And lose he did, lose his life, when Broken Blackwell's teeth found their goal it his throat.


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My Broken Blackwell showing her teeth, and killing some random human hunter.

Colored pencils on black paper. Which, as always, is horrible to take a good photo of. This doesn't show her markings as well as I would like. Maybe I'll get a better one later on.

Character shown: Broken Blackwell
Ref used: IWC 706 

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Image size
1200x888px 298.8 KB
Make
SAMSUNG
Model
GT-I9305
Shutter Speed
1/17 second
Aperture
F/2.6
Focal Length
4 mm
ISO Speed
200
Date Taken
Feb 27, 2018, 9:07:40 PM
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ToreTheFox's avatar

Me whenever I see someone hunting for fun be like: