welcome!

Lowk miss this era

I open this thing just infrequently enough that it catches me woefully off guard every single fucking time

Just a doodlepage of Caine! There's no spoilers here, just practice on the teethy boi!

I hope Nael knows their poem made me cry

Here, we’re given an answer.  The tiger steps out and is surprised by the soft grass under his feet, delighted, goes wide-eyed with wonder, and leaps into the meadow.  Here, the focus isn’t the cage’s destruction, but getting out, being out, so that the last glimpse we’re given is the tiger now tiny (and joyful!) in the distance, surrounded by the wide green expanse of freedom.

since it’s pride month, throwback to this beautiful cover and this wholesome interaction between two icons