First character design I’ve done in ages. This took much longer than it looks like it did, and I’m strongly considering colouring it as well.
The story is about a young black woman who gets mauled by a large cat-like monster while alone on a hunting trip. She gets her arm and her opposing hand ripped off and nearly died. The old man who found her was a hobbiest mechanic, and stitched her back together will years-old materials. He even managed to attach her ripped off arm to a shoulder-joint, although it has minimal movement. Over the course of many years the woman ends up dealing with her PTSD and comes to terms with the large cat-monsters, and actually ends up working with them for the largest portion of her life. She pioneered all research about them and started using them as a hack-form of transportation and security. Her and a few select others come to be known as the Cat Hound by the general public for their love of the monsters and close-knit friendship.
Story and Design by Nette
Once there was a woman who cared deeply about her city. She was a fairly ordinary citizen and worked as a guard on the main bridge that connected her city to the trading routes of surrounding cities. One unfortunate day a natural disaster befell the city. The huge landslide destroyed the great stone bridge that connected them to the rest of the world, and the city found itself trapped on the other side of a vast chasm.
The woman watched year after year as her city, her home, slowly dwindled down into nothing. There was little food to go around and her people were slowly dying. Heartbroken, she decided to fix the bridge in any way she could. After searching and searching for something that would help, she came across a book on summoning. After flipping through the book, she had a solution to her problem and set about summoning a bird that would be large enough that she could fly to the other side of the chasm and start building a rope bridge. Knowing that magic was forbidden in the city, she secluded herself for weeks while preparing for the summoning.
Finally, she set about the final chanting and summoned the spirit. A bird large enough that she could sit on it’s back appeared out of a haze and she rejoiced before taking a closer look. The bird was flightless. She was devastated. At the same time, people gathered at the noise and she was taken by the city in a flurry of shame. Handcuffed and at their mercy she was exiled by the high council for breaking their traditions and forced to leave her beloved city. They made her wear red clothes, to symbolize her exile from the blue city. The only thing she was permitted to take with her was the reason she was exiled. Both the bird and it’s summoner walked out of the city, both having been taken forcibly from their homes all they had was to keep walking forward. So they walked.