FiNiShEd Ashes fell from the sky and onto the stony streets, giving the cobblestone road a covering of white and black specks. The sky above glowed red, and what looked like clouds that blanketed the sky- was smoke. Nobody could go ten steps outside without being pelted in white or without a wave of red-brown smoke blasting them. The slate-grey roofs of every house in sight was enveloped in white. It was as if there was snowfall- but the air was hot and smokey. A dark shape padded across the ground, he wore one gauntlet with long, talon-like claws that scraped on the rocky street. He paced up to one of the larger Victorian homes that lined the street and reached out a paw to knock. "I wouldn't." A voice called from behind him. He whirled around, claws extending. A female cat stood there, her caramel fur covered in ash. "Don't stop me." He snarled, lashing his long tail. The female huffed. "You can't stop him, it won't make a difference." He turned back to the door and knocked. "I told you, don't stop me." He threw over his shoulder as he was let into the dark home. He heard a small voice behind him, the starting of the last plea. "Zealot-" The door closed and her pleading was cut short. *** (AHAHAHA CLIFFHANGER) ________________________________ Zealot Male Steampunk Cat! Might be a character for a small book series I'll be writing on scratch
Line-Art: @warriorambercat Contest Entry: @Ravennflightt Song: Wildcard Song By: KSHMR Made On: Scratch, decided to challenge my self with mouse-drawing/shading Oc: New character, Zealot!
