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Happy Artfight!!
Feelin great this year, gonna attack so many people (I say this every year)
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Characters featured: Nessie, Kingyo, Zirin, Zara, Mai
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2017 FOR THE ARCHIVE IS DONE!!!!!!!!!!!!
PYRE BTOHDAY
Hello, I am here again to let you know, he is finished! This is my first ever fanart and it is for you ma'am, hope you enjoy it and have a Happy 4th!
YOU DID AMAZING!!!!!! YOUR FIRST EVER!!!!!! I CANNOT TELL YOU HOW HONORED I AM!
IM HOOTING
IM HOLLERING
IM MAKING A RUCKUS FIRST THING IN THE MORNING
THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Anon who’s saying the mean things to tails for the sake of angst…
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It was watching her. The human woman seemed unnaturally content to follow the child—the scent of the child told it the scrawny creature was male, though he was so much weaker than the female, not to mention the demon, that his presence was of no significance at all. The realization that this boy was obviously related to the woman didn’t faze the demon. The luminous red eyes that gazed from the rafters were focused on one thing, and only one thing.
Kikyo.
It did not know why she had returned, or how. It did not care. This was the woman-- no, the witch -- that was the cause of all its torment, the source of centuries in this prison …
The witch did not notice the skeletally thin, clawed hand that reached from the shadows, gleaming talons curled viciously, to hover above her head. The demon bared its teeth as it stalked its prey, bloodlust ruling its mind, its only desire being to kill, to maim, to visit upon this wretch all the suffering she had inflicted on him, he had died at her hand, and now she would… but wasn’t she already dead? She had been bloody… she had been crying…
All of the sudden, the hanyou was aware of the feeling of long hair on the tips of his fingers. Startled and confused at the sensation, at the realization that he was standing in the sphere of a very powerful pure aura, he abruptly darted back into the shadows, energy sizzling down his spine. What… Kikyo! She had tried to purify him!
Or… did she? As his ire calmed and his rational mind took over, the hanyou realized that he was not truly purified. Though Kikyo’s spiritual aura had made contact with his demonic one, and had certainly succeeded in suppressing the dark energy that had ruled him, he still felt as strong as usual... and Kikyo had not reacted to his presence. She was still talking casually  with the boy at her side, alternately helping him with his technology and bickering good naturedly as they set up a small black recorder on the stained kitchen counter.
For a moment he remembered crouching in the branches of a tree… how long had it been since anything pushed against his skin like that? So solid, so real. For the first time in decades, he was caught by the memory of an arrow, the first arrow, fired over his head rather than into his heart like he had been expecting. A warning shot? Intrigued, he crept closer.
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