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My first quest entry for Celestial seas new quest!
{Quest} And We Got Older
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As the hands of time move forward, we do as well. People come and go, seasons pass, battles are fought, towns are built, change is all around us. Where we come from, every experience we have and the people who grow alongside us will each leave their own impact, shaping us into who we are today and who we will be tomorrow.
Browbirds, painted satyr and kitbulls come from all across the stars, so it's only natural they would grow up in all sorts of places. With time, a browbird may decide to leave their home to explore the local area, their entire world, or even set sail for the stars. Where one may never experience the cold starry sea air in their lifetime, another may have spent their entire life seeing different worlds.
For most, growing old is an inevitable part of life. Some may eventually grow tired of travel and decide to settle down, while others may not begin their journey until much later in their life.&

Decided to go and draw Biôrn first, since his childhood is the most fleshed out from ty c-s characters!

He's one wild gremlin >:3c

If you want to know more of him, feel free to read his short story and visit his toyhouse!

The Bear Biôrn. That is the name which two satyrs gave to their newborn son. That is the only word Biôrn knows while he is sharpening his knife and spear. What does it even mean? Biôrn. This is the only word which remains as a vivid memory from Biôrn’s parents. Biôrn doesn’t remember anything else, at least word wise.
He mutters and growls while finishing his weapons. This is all he can say. His name and some muttering. Biôrn brushes his stiff, messy white hair back while getting up from the floor. He lives in a old nest made on the mountain wall. This is the place where his parents left him years ago, when Biôrn was still just a small satyr baby. It was a stormy and dark night. Sounds like the usual night at the far north. Biôrn doesn’t remember everything from that night, but he does remember his parents, their faces, their clothes and their scent. They left Biôrn to this cave with only a thick and warm blanket. The

toyhou.se/6036737.bi-rn

Description
My first quest entry for Celestial seas new quest!
{Quest} And We Got Older
★ About
As the hands of time move forward, we do as well. People come and go, seasons pass, battles are fought, towns are built, change is all around us. Where we come from, every experience we have and the people who grow alongside us will each leave their own impact, shaping us into who we are today and who we will be tomorrow.
Browbirds, painted satyr and kitbulls come from all across the stars, so it's only natural they would grow up in all sorts of places. With time, a browbird may decide to leave their home to explore the local area, their entire world, or even set sail for the stars. Where one may never experience the cold starry sea air in their lifetime, another may have spent their entire life seeing different worlds.
For most, growing old is an inevitable part of life. Some may eventually grow tired of travel and decide to settle down, while others may not begin their journey until much later in their life.&

Decided to go and draw Biôrn first, since his childhood is the most fleshed out from ty c-s characters!

He's one wild gremlin >:3c

If you want to know more of him, feel free to read his short story and visit his toyhouse!

The Bear Biôrn. That is the name which two satyrs gave to their newborn son. That is the only word Biôrn knows while he is sharpening his knife and spear. What does it even mean? Biôrn. This is the only word which remains as a vivid memory from Biôrn’s parents. Biôrn doesn’t remember anything else, at least word wise.
He mutters and growls while finishing his weapons. This is all he can say. His name and some muttering. Biôrn brushes his stiff, messy white hair back while getting up from the floor. He lives in a old nest made on the mountain wall. This is the place where his parents left him years ago, when Biôrn was still just a small satyr baby. It was a stormy and dark night. Sounds like the usual night at the far north. Biôrn doesn’t remember everything from that night, but he does remember his parents, their faces, their clothes and their scent. They left Biôrn to this cave with only a thick and warm blanket. The

toyhou.se/6036737.bi-rn