#sunwalker

New toon dropped... Her name is Ah'nahi Pyrehorn, and she's a Yaungol Sunwalker! I've got a lot of lore on her but uh. It's late.

My own idea for what a Highmountain Tauren paladin's mount would look like in game. I took a lot of inspiration from the current Sunwalker Kodos, as well as the current moose mounts in game.

Don’t ask…

Original meme: https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/evil788/686362862640365568?source=share 

@sunwalker​​​ said: luke, barely past his fourth birthday, peaks around the corner at his father's back, clutching at a blanket, blue eyes curious as he watches sparks fly from the workbench. sleep evades the young skywalker. the child shuffles into the room, knowing his father had sensed him long before he entered the space. the sparks stop flying and luke takes that as his cue to sit beside his father, leaning into his side, tiny arms attempting to wrap around him. a yawn escapes him, "i can't sleep, pa," : ) // unprompted → ALWAYS ACCEPTING

       IT  WAS  HIS  one  solitude, he  and  his  machines  ----  the  ones  they  all  compared  him  to.  Without the  burden  of  Emperor,  without the  burden  of  his  mask,  the  dark  lord,  the  man,  could  be  at  peace  with  only  himself as  company.  It  was  lonely company,  but  it  was  the  truest  form  of  the  creature  that  stalked  the  galaxy,  the  monster  mothers told  their  children would  get  them  in  the  night.  

        Certainly,  he  looked  it;  his  private hangar  was  illuminated by  a  single lamp  over  his  workbench,  a  ring  of  light  in  the  otherwise abyssal  darkness,  sparks flickering  and  dancing up  from  the  careful  weld  he  was  creating.  

         His son’s  restlessness  was  felt  in  the  back  of  his  mind,  the  strings  connecting them  through  the  force  plucked like  a  master harpist  in  a  melody  only  he  would  ever  understand, sensing  him  entering the  hangar  and  setting  the  tools  aside  to  leave  a  space  for  him  to  sit.  

       “ I  can’t  sleep, pa  ”

         Lord Vader  sighed,  mirroring Luke’s  little  arms  around  him  by  shielding him  in  his  own  embrace ----  like  a  mother  swan  cradling  her  cygnet  under  her  wing.  

        ❛❛  Me  neither ❜❜  gentle hum  of  The  Death  Star  an  ambiance that  one  only  heard  when  all  other  sounds  had  died,  large  hand  rubbing up  and  down  the  boy’s  side  in  comfort.