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Artist // Student // Varied
  • Aug 17
  • United States
  • Deviant for 10 years
  • She / Her
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Llama: Llamas are awesome! (9)

Favourite Visual Artist
Salvador Dali - Who doesn't love that guy?
Favourite Movies
Call me a sucker, but I love Disney movies
Favourite TV Shows
NCIS, CSI, Criminal Minds, Law and Order SVU, Doctor Who
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Anything country - Reba, Jason Aldean, Blake Shelton....
Favourite Books
InkHeart, Eragon, Warriors, The Art of Racing in the Rain, ect
Favourite Writers
Can't say
Favourite Games
Minecraft, Kingdom Heats, Final fantasy, whatever I have time for
Favourite Gaming Platform
The Original PlayStation.
Tools of the Trade
Mechanical Pencil, Paper, Paints, Markers
Other Interests
Swimming, riding horses, indoor skydiving, writing
Scene: Coal Factory Time Period: Victorian Era It was two days after the day she turned eight, but she was the only one who knew. Her birthday had been spent coughing the black dust from the coal sweeps, like the all the other days she spent in the year. She worked everyday, all the time, since she was four. It was a miracle she hadn't died yet, she thought as she lay in bed trying to savor the last moments of rest she would get that day. She opened her blue eyes, the only part of her body not stained and twisted by her surroundings, and crawled out of the hay stack they called a bed. Picking up a brush, she ran it through what used to be au
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This is a contest entry I did on LioDen.com :) Ayoka A small brown cub wandered aimlessly with no set destination, through the tall and unforgiving grass in the Savannah. This particular cub wasn't a newborn though, nor was she lost. Her pride lay a few miles to the east, while she walked westward. No one was sure why, but she found it peaceful to walk as such, alone. She wasn't the most social cub, she'd prefer being alone since she knew as soon as she grew up, she'd have to make a huge decision: stay with the Pride, or find her own king. The king wasn't her father, and he seemed kind enough, though he was getting older. Her absentminded-n
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So I'm also on a site called Lioden.com. I have decided to refresh my writing by using my lions and creating backstories for them! So first up, the King, Chariton! (The title means Lion Portfolio One) Chariton - The Gifted Squeals echoed throughout the night as a small cub crawled around in the darkness, through the long grass of the Savannah. The young cub had a red - fire name and a white body with orange stripes coming from his back down halfway to his body. Strangely, his eyes were pink. Of course no one knew this, due the to cub's young age, his eyes had not yet been opened. He groped his way around the darkness, yelping whenever his
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Thanks for the watch :D
Thanks for the :+fav:! :D
Thank you for the watch ! Huggle! 
Love the Black Pheonix and thank you for the Watch ^^
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Thanks :)
I love your animation drawings!