This, ladies and gentlemans, is the first of hopefully many, many more pages to come. It depicts a roleplay thread that I took place in a while ago on WolfWeb, and once the thread was finished with, I wanted to illustrate it.

Since this is more of an illustration than a normal comic, there will be no formal introducing of the character's names in the story. I will be simply relaying what myself and the other player's who own these characters wrote down during the heat of RP. So I'll tell you their names now:

1st panel: Shinny.
2st panel: Slain, the white male, Mysterie, the gray female (Slain's mother), and Cross, the red-eyed male(Slain's 'lover'.
3rd panel: Castere, the gold male, and Xuxa, the red-tipped female.
4th shot: Ripley
5th panel: Shinny.
6th panel: Reeno.
7th panel: Reeno, the gold-tipped female, and Shinny, the pink-feathered female.

Note: in the roleplay Ripley and Mysterie were both originally black, but, due to the increasing amount of black-colored characters in the comic...I had to take some artistic liberties in order to prevent any further confusion that is likely to occur when discerning characters.

In this page Reeno and Shinny, the sole veteran loyalists of Evil Wind (the leading Dire wolf pack), decide to crash the Vampires' little 'get-together' under the stars. Half for fun. Half for Wolfsbane...

The characters are all very important here, none of them without a story of their own. Castere, for instance, had just been 'turned', and so is very new to the added strength and unending hunger that he feels. Msyteries, Slain's mother, was also just turned, and by none other than Slain himself! Ripley is a very thoughtful and sad girl, longing for a love she can never have... Xuxa is the only True Demon aside from Cerberus (who is the Queen of Hell and killer of Cursed Soul), and she fancies Castere. Vampires are very flirtatious things... Reeno is a spunky Dire wolf who has a lot of respect for Shinny (she rarely respects anything). Shinny herself is...an incredibly complicated character, but let's just say she's a crazy, balistic Wind Rider with a lot...and I mean A LOT of kills under her belt. Cross is the new Leader of the Vampires, but he is not 'King'...oh my goodness, there is so much stuff to say, so much HISTORY - but you guys'd never understand it all in one sitting XD anywwaay...

The original thread on WolfWeb can be read here: [link] The real fun begins on page 3, with Shinny (Enjirou)'s first post. But, for those of you who are lazzzzyy, I'll rewrite Shinny's post here as it pertains to this page!




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It was sudden. There was a shadow cast upon the grounds by a large, looming presence of ominous danger followed by the loud, resonating crack of the earthen floor crumbling beneath immense weight. Her movements were impeccable, each step directly leading her to where all of the Undead had gathered. The Wind Rider could smell their stench from miles away, the mere aroma sickening to her stomach. Colossal wings laced with obsidian and pink feather flickered from her sides, expanding to amplify the size of the Wind Rider's appearance. There was a sickening, twisted grin on the demented bitch's face, allowing bloodsoaked incisors to be revealed for all to see. It had been a while since had been in the presence of a vampire, let alone more then just one.

In a state of total silence, the she-wolf approached all the gathered vampiric beings. She showed no intentions as to why she was present and for all they could tell from her appearance she was acting as if she was invited for tea. There was something much more important then that, though...

"Hello." The words were casual as if she was speaking to old friends. As maliciously glittering oculars of pink hue surveyed all those that were before her, the presence of a peculiar, windy entity made itself known. Below the dark femme's figure were coiling tendrils, each individual tittering with excitement as the black mass of enigmatic being stretched out in a boiling, hostile veil to the others. The ground beneath the Wind Spirit known as Enjirou blistered and cracked audibly and visibly, leaving a scorched wake. "Would anyone care to tell me if they knew Cursed Soul or Xanthis?" inquired the she-wolf. She batted her bright, soul-piercing orbs as she interestedly studied each vampire.

Tonight Wolfsbane would be, in a sense, avenged. But this was just the beginning... the beginning of something wonderful, something wonderfully horrifying.

EDIT 06/01/2007
Changed the bubble transparency, have been wanting to for a while. No, I am not copying Kay Fedewa...