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Wolf Hunt
by Esteban Maroto (art) / Joe Wehrle (script)
from Vampirella #1, IPC UK edition, 1974.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
I felt a little inspired after listening to some music on the drive home from work. Thought this song was almost perfect for Wolf Hunt.
/".wolfhunt" .слушаю shortparis и продолжаю искать свою цветовую палитру в которой мне будет комфортно .выглядит не совсем законченно, но я решил оставить это именно так
valentine was a very strange bisexual man on adderal. out of control.

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Resident Evil #3 -September 1998-
"Wolf Hunt"
story by Ted Adams
pencil art by Ryan Odagawa
inked by John Tighe & Mark Irwin
letters by Amie Grenier
Winter and tracking snow means annual wolf hunt in Norway.
A male was shot today within this flag ring. His mate jumped over it and escaped.
Happy Birthday @jjofalltrades!! 😘🥳
@evax3 made this incredibly beautiful piece for you based on my favourite scene from Wolf Hunt:
The music wasn't awful, he decided, after a few songs. Acorn Hall was the type of band he might have discovered had Renly lived. The thought of his uncle was a dull, jagged blade to his heart. He swayed at the invasive emotion, clinging to Arry's legs wrapped around his shoulders. Out of instinct, she grabbed onto his hair to keep her balance, and the sting alone brought him back to the present. He patted her on a knee to let her know he was alright. A moment later, she smoothed the patches on his skull that hurt.