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Happy belated Birthday to the amazing =WhiteSpiritWolf ~!♥
This is her Volcano Fox Kurou♥ I hope You'll like it (:

I just love Kurou, he's so unique♥
This took about 4 hours, the lava was really fun to do
But my scanner ate the colors -.-
It's about the size of an postcard, not too small, not too big.
And it makes an amazing bookmark

And now my wrist hurts again, shouldn't have drawn so long
I want it to heal !

So, I hope You had the most spectacular birthday and You'd like this White♥ ;u;

Kurou(c)
Art (c)

DO NOT USE IN ANY WAY, SHAPE OR FORM

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.:Tell Him I'm Okay:. I didn't realize the lack of imagination before it was a serious problem.
That is why I had to travel away from my family , to the stars.
Unfortunately, the stars weren't a place of dreams.

Now I have a tracker in my arm, a grenade in my pocket and an odd empty feeling inside me.
I have no reason to live, to breath, to fight for.
The sky isn't blue and there's no stars.
All I see is this huge desert-like thing under my feet.
And I start to repeate the facts just to keep myself in sanity.

Hello, my name is Jach.
I'm 16 years old and I have been thrown in here like a trash.
Trash from the one dead planet called Quroius.
They don't really app

Description
Happy belated Birthday to the amazing =WhiteSpiritWolf ~!♥
This is her Volcano Fox Kurou♥ I hope You'll like it (:

I just love Kurou, he's so unique♥
This took about 4 hours, the lava was really fun to do
But my scanner ate the colors -.-
It's about the size of an postcard, not too small, not too big.
And it makes an amazing bookmark

And now my wrist hurts again, shouldn't have drawn so long
I want it to heal !

So, I hope You had the most spectacular birthday and You'd like this White♥ ;u;

Kurou(c)
Art (c)

DO NOT USE IN ANY WAY, SHAPE OR FORM

----

.:Tell Him I'm Okay:. I didn't realize the lack of imagination before it was a serious problem.
That is why I had to travel away from my family , to the stars.
Unfortunately, the stars weren't a place of dreams.

Now I have a tracker in my arm, a grenade in my pocket and an odd empty feeling inside me.
I have no reason to live, to breath, to fight for.
The sky isn't blue and there's no stars.
All I see is this huge desert-like thing under my feet.
And I start to repeate the facts just to keep myself in sanity.

Hello, my name is Jach.
I'm 16 years old and I have been thrown in here like a trash.
Trash from the one dead planet called Quroius.
They don't really app