Hello~ You may call me Ammy.
I love to draw and write stories. I do a lot of humorous comics, however I have different styles of art. I'm currently working on realism, but I do adore my comic style.
I play a lot of video games in my spare time. My favorites would have to include: Okami, Fire Emblem, Legend of Zelda, Amnesia: The Dark Descent, Shadow of the Colossus, Assassin's Creed, and many others.
I love Wolves and Dragons. They are two of my favorite animals.
Long story short, my artwork shows what I like, and I hope to improve even more so.
"Last I saw them, Kyira and Father were in the dining hall." It was still early enough for breakfast, of course. And Morgan hoped his mother was able to get something to eat. "I can guide you over to the room, Miss Olive, you and Cy, was it? Both of you are allowed to have some food before your travels home."
The moment he turned, he saw Fortissax standing at the door. And holding a wriggling wolf that looked all too familiar. Morgan frowned. Chibi.
Tala leaned over the back of the couch and poked at his flushed cheek. "You're positively red." She giggled. Standing back up, she gave an affirmative huff. "You should go see him. He might be at his family home busy with something. You haven't gone out in a bit either." She suggested.
(He's actually super caught up with the upcoming trial. And totally stressed about it.)
Morgan was a little surprised by the news. "Ordis, you are heading back to your home?" The Celestian opened his mouth to say somethint, but Cy went ahead and responded for him. Informing Morgan of it being true. The blue wolf nodded his head understandingly. "Well, it was a pleasure to have you as a guest, Ordis. I'm sure my little sister will miss you. But please, do take care." He smiled. With the Celestians aiming to return home, Morgan felt that it was a sign that no more trouble would befall his home. It was a relief.
Now..if only Grima's siblings would go back to the heavens soon. Well, he did not mind Oltura. Fortissax minded his own but could be a bit too perceptive. Lansseax was the only one he truly had an issue with.
Tala watched Dûsan sit on the couch, seemingly distracted and fretting about something. She brushed her hands on her apron before stepping out of the kitchen. Concerned, she asked him, "Are you alright, Dûsan? Are you worried about Muryo?"
Both realized a while ago that Muryo had not been by to visit in a couple days. It was abnormal to them. It was already established that their kids did nothing this time. In fact, their shenanigans was the last time they saw Muryo.
"I just want to be left the hell alone for a while. Damn." Lansseax finally bypassed her brothers. Forcing her way around Grima to storm off. Both of them watched her leave. "I don't remember her being so temperamental like that." Grima remarked. Fortissax hummed and looked down at the stray he had in his hand still. "We should leave her be for a while. Let her cool off." He adjusted his grip on the wolf. "Where is Morgan? I believe he should know about this bizarre little intruder."
"He might be back in Dearest's room." Grima responded with a huff. Dissatisfied with Lansseax.
Morgan led Olive back to the infirmary and let her back in. He noticed that Cy was helping Ordis up onto his feet. "He's well enough to stand? That's a relief to know." Morgan commented.
"Of course, Mother." Morgan stepped ahead and motioned for Olive to follow him. She began to follow, leaving Ammy's room and heading back towards the infirmary.
"Fine now, sure. He got his advanced healing." Lansseax huffed. Grima rose an eyebrow at her. What was she so upset about then? Didn't she originally despise the Celestian? His gaze briefly trailed to a potato that fell onto the floor when Fortissax wiggled the wolf again. "Did he not accept your apology, then?" Grima inquired as he returned his focus. She huffed again. "Not..particularly." She thinks, anyway. "That isn't what is bothering me. But just leave me the hell alone for a bit. Can't you two do that much?"
At this, Morgan stood tall. "We thank you for coming all the way to assist us." He dipped his head in a polite nod. Ammy shuffled in her spot. "Especially for Ordis. Thank you." Olive most certified found these Taguels to be more charming. Very polite. And fluffy.
Lansseax looked away. "Fine, whatever." She wanted to be done with the conversation. She loved her siblings to death, but this was not something yhe wanted to focus on. She crossed her arms. "Can you finally move out of the way, Grima? I just want to be alone for now."
Her younger brother studied her for a moment. She was serious. And now realized she looked rather upset. "What happened? Do I need to do anything about it?"
She shook her head. "Don't bother. It's..whatever." She shrugged.