I'm doing commissions to help pass the time and save up money for other people's commissions and Wyngro stuff! Dm me for info- prices are negotiable, but not by much.
Headshot- 10$ shaded, 15$ shaded
Fullbody- 20$ unshaded, 25$ Shaded
if you want something else, dm me and i'll see if we can't work something out!
This was written for a contest by WAr-Kitten. It also serves as a nice warm up for some plot stuff I need to write ;-)
The Kid felt Shaky. Their vision swam, and they stumbled on their feet. That hadn't eaten in... 6? 7 days? They weren't sure how long it had been, and they weren't sure if they cared, at this point. Hunger was hunger, how long it had lasted was just semantics.
They were lead to the town by the scent of frying puckoo meat. They moved almost without thinking, tottering through the streets of the small town. Older gro gave them passing glances, but wynglings would stare at them, before being berated by their parents. The Kid didn't mind, or at least, didn't notice. The promise of warm, cooked food was far too enticing to bother paying attention to anything else.
The source of the mouth-watering smell was a small, wood sided house. If The Kid climbed up on the windowsill planters, they could peek in through the window, and watch inside.