Oct 12, 2022
Inktober Day 11. An illustration of a Mighty Max toy I had 30 years ago called the Wolfship.
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Inktober Day 11. An illustration of a Mighty Max toy I had 30 years ago called the Wolfship.
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Alek's getting ready for the new year! With Mira being a good sport in grooming him, helping him try on scarves and giving him hat options. We'll see how long she's willing to put up with that not long
Last pic of 2014 for Sketch Dailies #direwolf prompt! Also style inspired by hyamei!
"Darling, you have saved me.."
Shut up, Alek.
Wanted to do something eye-searing and had an unfinished wolfship sketch from a bit ago so, this happened--
Alek likes to stay classy even when in wolf form--
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Unbind me-- //hee
(Sorry, another sad one. Getting them out of my system! naughty version stays private but really.. Alek has all those scarves and handcuffs of course Mira will do something to him--Extra note: Alek’s werewolf curse has his transforming into a massive wolf about once a day or two rather than only during a full moon. I’d say this would be a few days before “Remember Me.”)Alek looked at the gun and bullets lined up on the desk before him. He had just methodically and carefully cleaned the gun and now he reached for the gun and first bullet. One after another he loaded each of the silver bullets with a sense of finality.They had run out of time, despite what Mira insisted on. He could hardly remember what had happened during his last transformation, only that there was human blood on his hands when he had returned to human form. Mira had reassured him she was fine and he had only scratched her on accident, but he simply could not believe her as the only other thing he remembered was a lust to kill...“Alek..?” his head jerked up towards the bedroom door where Mira now stood, rubbing her sleep heavy eyes. It was the middle of the night afterall. “What are you doing...?” Her naked form moving towards him, but the sight did not stir his loins as it usually did. No, it only renewed that pain he’d felt when he realized he hurt her. Without a stitch of clothing on he could see the stained bandages on her torso as clear as day. “Mira, I...” needing to take a deep breath to harden his resolve as he stood up and put the gun into her hands, curling her fingers gently around the grip. “There are 8 bullets in here. Pure silver.”Her eyes went wide at that, suddenly fully alert with realization. “N-no!” trying to pull away as if the gun was burning her hand, but Alek held on tight.“You have to! When I to turn next, I know I will to kill you!”“We still have time, we can still find a cure!” struggling as if she was the wild thing rather than him.“This is the only cure we to have!” he roared back. “YOU HAVE TO KI--”Smack! The sound of flesh hitting flesh seemed to ring throughout the room. Alek staggered and hit the desk, the hit stinging so badly that he forgot to mind the pain and felt only surprise. As he looked back at Mira, he felt his throat close and chest tightened.Her hand was still raised and a look of pure fury was on her face. But there were tears too, streaming down her cheeks. In all this time he’d known her, through all their hard times and troubles, he had never seen her so much as shed a tear.“Don’t you dare... don’t you dare--!” stalking over to him as if she meant to hit him again. “How can you even suggest this?! To just give up like this?! This is no cure, it’s just the coward’s way out!! Don’t you have faith in me.. in us?”Alek couldn't bring himself to look at her. He wanted to say that yes, he did have faith in her, but he knew his actions had already said otherwise more loudly than any words could have..
Remember Me?
Mira clutched her arm close to her body, feeling the warm blood spread across and stain her dress.
"Alek.. Alek, please. This isn't you..." pleading in a soft voice to the growling wolf across the room. It was staring at her, prussian blue eyes no longer holding the look of humanity they once had. Only a vicious beast looked back, a vicious beast with teeth bared and red with her blood.
As she carefully backed away, her unharmed hand bumped against the top hat on the bed. Her eyes flicked between it and the wolf pacing uneasily back and forth on the other side of the bedroom. He seemed confused and irritated, unable to comprehend why he was trapped inside this human abode.
Picking it up, she held it out for him to see. "Don't you remember this?" in what she hoped was a soothing voice, though she couldn't keep the tremble or fear from it. "It was.." biting her lip and correcting herself, "is your favorite. We picked it out together. You tried on a dozen others before finding this one. I swear the haberdasher was going to have a heart attack with having a giant wolf roaming his shop!" She gave a soft laugh at the memory, hoping that story and reassurance on her voice would reach his human mind. Surely her voice would reach him.
But at the sound of her laughter, his head snaps up and he lets out not only an imhuman sound, but one that even a normal wolf would not have made. A horrible sound that was part growl, part howl, and ringing through it was a lust for blood. He leapt across the room in a single bound, trailing some kind of black smoke.
Before she knew it, he had wrested the hat from her hand, biting down and shredding it as if he wished it was her limbs instead. If there was anything left of Alek in this beast, she could not see it. But she wouldn't give up. She'd find a cure for his curse no matter what.
So she ran.
by ~wolfship