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Art trade with MyntyPaws , which is a character I gave from this older work:
Hope you like it ^^

Check out their part here: A Hunters RestSickly green blood dripped down Blakes long silver blade, leaving a trail upon the cobbled path leading to their little home on the edge of the city... Blake lifted his sword, gently cleaning off the blood of the demon as it made the paper towel sizzle and smoke. He opened the door with his free hand, stepping aside to let Vanilla inside first. "You go and get something to drink, Nilla." Blake smiled, cleaning the blade off. "I'll wash this outside... Don't want to get any blood on the carpet again." He said with an amused chuckle, his eyes sparkling like two little stars in a black sky. He looked up at his friend, the young little mage dressed in a torn set of jeans, her long stockings black with white cobweb designs. Wearing a warm coat with a fluffy collar around her neck, sitting like an arctic fox cuddled under her flowing black hair.
Her eyes were downcast, shimmering in the moonlight. She also was fidgeting with the hem of her jacket, wordlessly passing by Blake as she kic

Description
Art trade with MyntyPaws , which is a character I gave from this older work:
Hope you like it ^^

Check out their part here: A Hunters RestSickly green blood dripped down Blakes long silver blade, leaving a trail upon the cobbled path leading to their little home on the edge of the city... Blake lifted his sword, gently cleaning off the blood of the demon as it made the paper towel sizzle and smoke. He opened the door with his free hand, stepping aside to let Vanilla inside first. "You go and get something to drink, Nilla." Blake smiled, cleaning the blade off. "I'll wash this outside... Don't want to get any blood on the carpet again." He said with an amused chuckle, his eyes sparkling like two little stars in a black sky. He looked up at his friend, the young little mage dressed in a torn set of jeans, her long stockings black with white cobweb designs. Wearing a warm coat with a fluffy collar around her neck, sitting like an arctic fox cuddled under her flowing black hair.
Her eyes were downcast, shimmering in the moonlight. She also was fidgeting with the hem of her jacket, wordlessly passing by Blake as she kic