“You were too late,” came the symbiotic voice, echoing inside his mind; unheard by any else. “Really, I hadn’t noticed.” The Werewolf Hunter, Feracil, stated as he picked his way carefully through the dense, forest clearing. He’d been tasked with hunting a particularly vicious pack of wolves. The sort that wasn’t afraid to prey on…
This came about via an ask on my Sea of Souls tumblr I enjoy doing art prompts, they give me a chance to draw things that I wouldn\’t normally think of. Also, Feracil being a Pop Star is waaaay out of character, cause, he doesn\’t sing!
After a wonderful long weekend away, I thought I would have something a bit more to show or write about – instead, I feel a little uninspired and drained. Sadly, I got precious little done to Sea of Souls other than adding a few passages to the Snowflake Method document; which is something I suppose….