#caeldrin

♥Commission for a supporter and dear friend, Caeldrin! ♥ @rebelwhispers Thank you!♥

“Ah yes. Me. My bf. And his 7ft tall bf.” -Iha  Based on this.

@ranirus

Lifting her gaze toward the star littered sky she allowed herself to relax, a smile creeping over her lips. She couldn’t return to the Elysium with such a perplexed face; she could at least try to enjoy this right now. Find happiness in the thought that maybe somewhere her loved ones were looking at the sky in the same moment she was. She needed more moments like this. What’s the point of finding a new home to enjoy if she didn’t actually enjoy it from time to time?

Snuffles thin upper lips curled over fanged teeth as he sneered back at the cave; within it rest Caeldrin and Duroxas. He didn’t like the idea of leaving Caeldrin alone with the warlock, every nerve told him that it was dangerous, but his mind argued. Duroxas wouldn’t hurt Cael, not without reason. Maybe once upon a time Duroxas didn’t need reason to harm someone, but recent years had proved a turn of the leaf for the auburn haired bastard. Shoving his hand into the bag on his hip he took hold of a rolled up parchment; wax leaf protected the contract he knew to be now be in his hand. Pulling it out he held it before him, staring at it grimly. He could destroy it.. He could release the warlock.. Show some form of mercy for the migraine he knew reigning havoc upon the Sin’dorei’s mind. ‘It’s his fault for attacking you. He knows the contract.’ A voice within his mind reasoned. It was times like this that he missed his other half. Missed Thaldrin’s calm input. Thaldrin wanted to make him a better person, helped him learn some form of mercy. Without that voice of reason however Snuffles felt mildly off balance.. Did he really want to become his own person? Maybe rejoining their broken soul woudn’t be so bad. With a heavy sigh he tucked the contract away again. No.. He needed to try to do this. He needed to be his own person. Duroxas would never willingly help him. The contract would remain active. Working with someone who hated you though was proving to be difficult. How could he get that asshole to see that he didn’t want to cause him harm? That he didn’t like the contract either? That all he wanted was help? Tightening his grip on his staff he turned his attention toward the harsh sounds of battle just beyond the slope that kept them hidden. “Hmmm.. He’s afraid of the cannons..” Purple features laminated a pale glow as a massive beam of Light from the Vindicar came crashing down in the distance, cyan hair wavering in the aftermath of the explosion even from this distance. ‘He’s helping you, you could help him.’ That little voice suggested. “Unwillingly..” He mumbled dryly out loud. How do you help someone with a fear that you engraved in their mind? How had he gotten over his own fears? Exposure. Time. Drugs. Snuffle’s left ear twitched. Exposure was likely to get him killed, contract or not. Time was not something he had. Drugs… Snuffles winced at the memories. No. Absolutely not… But what if-? His thoughts were interrupted as a too-close cry of a fallen soldier sounded nearby. The fighting was getting too close to the cave. For now, Snuffles thought, for now he could help by doing his part in keeping the battle from nearing his new friend and his volatile ex-master. Without a second thought the Night Elf made his way into the fray, body illuminated with holy Light and a look of fearless determination on his face. He needed to let off steam and demons were the perfect thing to do it on.

Ranirus and Caeldrin downtime 👀

♥Doodle from tonight. (Morescreenshotbackgrounds) Been in the mood to draw snugs lately.♥

((Ship meme for Cael and Zul <3)) Profile art by dantinmikannes