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This is my version of Mongoliatiger’s Hayziio twins.

Connor Kenway is born first, but there were complications with Ratonhnhaké:ton — he got tangled up, and it took about twenty minutes to get him out.

Still, they’re both born in the end.

Connor calls Ratonhnhaké:ton his little brother for being born twenty minutes after him.

It’s a bit confusing, but oh well :3

Suddenly realize how many people stole their art and reposted without references on Tumblr...

I’m disappointed in you tumblr.

You should always tag the artist and give them credit.  How else are more people going to enjoy the great art-stuffs?  How else are the artists going to get commissions?  How else are they going to afford free time to make more art?

You sent this to the wrong blog, this is my side blog and I don't really check my messages or activity on this one.

That being said, I'll answer your question.

I haven't been able to speak to Tiger in years. I do miss her but I understand why she deleted her social media presence, she was starting out professionally, working with animation studios, and didn't want her R-rated content associated with her professional life.

I'm not sure if she'll come back to Tumblr at some point or not, I would hope so since I do miss her, but there's no real way to tell.

Hi!

Yes, I was very good friends with her! Unfortunately her work and life made it so that she was uncomfortable posting online so she deleted her blog.

Yes. 

She retired from tumblr for personal reasons but plans to eventually return with a SFW-only blog when she’s ready. 

A Frye twins collaboration story between Mongoliantiger and s-p-a-n

“Miss. Frye, there’s a reason why I’ve asked you for this stroll,” Henry said, a furrowed look in his brow as he walked with a strong gate next to Evie. “People and animals alike have been dying at an alarming rate every night.”

Evie’s lips thinned for a moment, her mouth parted slightly as she tried to find the most un-biased words to say. “With all due respect, Mr. Green, that’s typically what happens at the end of a being’s life.”

“No, Evie,” Henry stopped his tracks and this time looked her dead in the eyes. There was worry on his features. “It’s gruesome. Murder. People are saying it’s being done by a ‘Big Black Dog’. I’ve never seen anything like it.”

The female Assassin’s mind went blank for a second. It seemed so… trivial in her mind. “… A dog, Henry? Shouldn’t that be something the police are to take care of?”

“You would think so,” Henry spoke up, starting up his stroll again. “But something tells me that this is no ordinary dog… whatever it is, it is large enough to tear a man in half. Now, I know you’re still healing from Jacob’s disappearance, and you know the Rooks, you and I have been on our toes looking for him. But I want you to focus on this matter. Investigate it. Tonight. Stay upon the rooftops to see if you can find any sign of it. It appears to only prowl and hunt at night.”

Evie felt a sudden wretch in her stomach at the reminder of Jacob’s vanishing three months ago. One moment he was making improper jokes and acting his normal goofy self, and the next moment … he was gone. But she was a Master Assassin and knew that other lives were at stake. She took in a strong breath and cooled her nerves.