#howling griffons

[biggestlittleminis]

Just put spray varnish on these three lads I put together for a campaign league a local game store is putting on. These 3, plus a Ballistus that's just primed, and a tech marine with no enhancements are my current 750 run.

[littlefoxgw2]

i swear there's a cat on tumblr somewhere i've seen who looks exactly like this thing (not pangur, a different skrunkly creechur)

[hollowflight-propaganda]

No way?!?! I'm posting art that ISN'T cat fanart?!?!?!

Anyway, this is my definitely-not-a-day-late drawing for the first day of Cringetober! (Ignore how I didn't even polish this because I didn't want to put it off anymore) This is the first and one of the only heterochromia havers in my queer wolf story, Blazor! Infodump below if you're interested.

So, I bet you've noticed that he's not a wolf, he's actually a griffon dragon hybrid! Yeah, there's a reason I wanted to draw him for Cringetober. The draconic part of him is his back half, which gets him occasional weird looks because all the other griffons only have mammalian back halves, but most are tolerant of him. He's dead during the main story and has been dead for like 3,000 years due to a mass extinction event that wiped out all the cool mythical creatures :(That's why I chose to talk about him mainly, because what's there to spoil when his purpose is to be dead!

Funny story, I originally gave him heterochromia because I had a scraped sequel plot where he gets reincarnated as one of the new characters in it. The sequel was a whole mess and none of it exists in the canon anymore, but it's still the reason why I gave him heterochromia, which I did to make his eye color match with his reincarnation's. The scraped sequel was wild and I kinda miss it.

Anyway, couple tidbits about Blazor. The chip in his beak is something he got from an accident when he was first learning to fly, he didn't damage anything else luckily but he still gave his poor mom a heart attack. He also spends a good majority of his time busking! I'm still on the fence on making up instruments because they're fucking dragons, or not doing that because I'm lazy. Just know that what he plays is something similar to a mandolin!

[pupsmailbox]

DOG︰WOLF ID PACK

NAMES︰ ace. affen. affie. aidi. airendale. akita. aksaray. alano. alex. alfie. amarok. amaruq. annie. apollo. archie. arianell. aries. armant. artemis. artois. ash. asher. aurora. badulf. bailey. bandit. barbet. bardou. barkley. basenji. bear. beau. bella. beowulf. biewer. blue. bluey. bolt. boris. boxer. brad. brenard. brittany. brutus. bud. buddie. buddy. buster. buttercup. buzz. cailean. cain. cairn. caleb. canaan. cane. canid. canis. carlo. carol. catellus. celeste. charles. charlie. chase. chewie. chip. cliff. clifford. coco. collie. conall. conan. conell. cooper. daciana. daisy. dale. darwin. dash. daxie. dexter. diana. dire. dixie. duke. dylan. echo. emory. eros. eskie. ester. fang. fenrir. fido. finn. ford. fox. frankie. ghan. glen. gold. gordon. gray. grey. griffon. grim. grimmwolf. hamilton. harley. havana. hero. hound. howl. hunter. indie. indy. jack. joey. kai. kaleb. kalev. kelpie. ken. kerry. kibble. kibs. kit. lady. leo. leon. llewelyn. lola. lowell. lucine. lucy. luna. lupin. lyall. lyca. lycro. lycus. mace. maisie. mal. malinois. marley. max. mia. miles. milo. mingan. mob. molly. mudd. mutt. nala. night. noire. noiresse. noirette. nova. nugget. nyx. oliver. ollie. orion. oscar. paxton. peach. pebble. phoebe. picard. pila. pluto. poppy. puff. pup. ralph. randelle. randy. red. redd. reika. remus. rex. rhys. riley. rocky. rolfo. roman. romulus. rosie. rover. rowdy. roxie. roxy. ruby. rudy. ruff. rufus. ruppell. russel. russell. sadie. scottie. scout. scruff. scruffy. selena. shep. shepard. shepherd. silver. sophie. spike. spitz. spot. stafford. star. stella. stick. storm. stormy. suki. teddy. terry. tiger. tosa. venerie. walker. will. wolf. wolfgang. zev. zip. zoey.

PRONOUNS︰ arf/arf. awoo/awoo. ba/ball. ba/bark. bark/bark. bite/bite. ble/blep. bo/bone. bo/bork. bork/bork. cae/canine. can/cani. cani/cani. canid/canidae. canin/canine. canine/canine. cha/chase. chew/chew. claw/claw. co/collar. coll/collar. cute/cute. dig/dig. dog/dog. drool/drool. en/energy. fang/fang. fe/fetch. floof/floof. fluff/fluff. fluff/fluffy. fur/fur. fur/furry. ga/game. grey/grey. grim/grim. gro/growl. growl/growl. grr/grr. guard/guard. ho/howl. houn/hound. hound/hound. howl/howl. hunt/hunt. jump/jump. lea/leash. leash/leash. lo/loyal. loyal/loyal. lu/lupi. lup/lup. moon/moon. mutt/mutt. muz/muzzle. night/night. pa/paw. paw/paw. pawprint/pawprit. pet/pet. pla/play. pla/playful. play/play. pooch/pooch. predator/predator. pro/protect. pup/pup. puppy/puppy. ri/rir. ri/ruff. roll/roll. rough/rough. ru/run. ruff/ruff. run/run. silv/silver. slob/slober. snap/snap. snarl/snarl. sni/sniff. snout/snout. soft/soft. squi/squirrel. star/star. star/starry. sti/stick. tai/tail. tail/tail. teeth/teeth. teeth/teething. tre/treat. tre/tree. wa/wag. wa/walk. wag/wag. walk/walk. wolf/wolf. wolf/wolve. wolv/wolve. woof/woof. yap/yap. yip/yip. 🌳. 🎾. 🐕. 🐕‍🦺. 🐩. 🐶. 🐺. 🐾. 🐿. 🔆. 🥎. 🦮. 🦴. 🧸.

[the-griffons-saddlebag]

💎 𝗡𝗲𝘄 𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗺! Pack Leader Helm
Wondrous item, rare (requires attunement) ___ This dark silver helm looks like a snarling wolf. While wearing it, dogs and wolves understand the meaning of your words, though you have no special ability to understand them in return. You have advantage on all Charisma checks you make to influence them. In addition, lycanthropes have disadvantage on attack rolls against you. You can use a bonus action while wearing the helmet to emit a supernatural howl, which is audible out to a range of 300 feet. Until the start of your next turn, you and up to four other creatures of your choice that you can see and can hear the howl have advantage on attack rolls made against any target that’s also within 5 feet of one of their allies, provided that the ally isn’t incapacitated. For the duration, each creature’s speed is also increased by 10 feet. Once this property of the helm has been used, it can’t be used again until the next dawn. ___ ✨ Patrons get huge perks! Access this and hundreds of other item cards, art files, and compendium entries when you support The Griffon's Saddlebag on Patreon for less than $10 a month!

[shivunin]

Artifacts of Thedas: Veilguard Edition

A list of 40 prompts (for writing or art) themed after the locations in Veilguard. A follow up to this more general list.

A book bound in blighted skin

A brazier that won’t stay lit

Silver shaving mirror, dented on one side

A bronze bell hung in a cemetery

Letters taken from the library in Weisshaupt, tied in a bundle

A green urn capped with a skull

An empty chest in a dragon’s nest

A shield bristling with spikes

Seven daggers lodged in a wooden table

A broken piece of Trevisan glass

Pages floating in a Hossberg mud puddle

A Fade-touched bow

A green crystal, marked by a spirit

Thick, barbed chain used for hunting dragons

A mural in bright teal and red

A Crow’s mask

A single sprig of Brona’s Bloom

The tail feather of a Griffon

Glowing statue of an owl

An empty Antivan coffee pot

Fulgerite formed from a Vinsomer’s breath*

A fine poignard, meticulously sharpened

Broken chains, discarded in a pile

A Minrathous gossip column, neatly folded

One broken crossbow bolt

A neat coil of dar-saam

Leather-bound volume on necromancy

A thorn-choked tunnel

A mage’s orb, the light inside gone dim

Various bars of precious metals, neatly organized

A soft teal scarf, lightly creased

Fresh gingerwort truffles

Letter sealed with a faction’s insignia

A statue of a howling wolf, its surface cool to the touch

Living wood in the shape of a hand

A statue of Andraste, blood spatter at its feet

A rune, frost clinging to the surface

Wood shavings whittled from a block

A map of Arlathan forest, its surface slightly damaged

A Dalish token of affection

*Sand-coated glass formed by lightning striking sand

[felassan]

dark-agate submitted: about the last flight book :)

Hii, how are you? I found your post about the last flight book and want to ask if you could say where are those images in the book, please? Me and some friends are trying to translate it for our language, and want to put the images there, but we can’t find them anywhere else sadly. So if you could help us with that I would be very grateful :)(sorry for any errors)

hello! ◕‿◕ I’m well thankyou and I hope you are too, happy Dragon Age Day!

Post links: [one, two, three, four, Masterpost] 

sure!! I’m not sure if the page number or a portion of the text relevant to each image (each image was accompanied on its page by a caption which was a quote from that part of the story that it was depicting) would be more helpful to you, so I’ve put both below. the page numbers pertain to the physical English language version of the Deluxe edition of the book. (ISBN 978-1-50670-825-652999). they are given below in chronological order. I hope this helps. (let me know if you need anything else about it, like maybe chapter numbers instead or something.)

[This image] - page 8. Caption/quote: “Backed by the great ivory butte of Broken Tooth, the faraway fortress rose before Valya’s awed eyes.”

[This image] - page 19. “The book was very old, but it had been designed to withstand the march of ages and had been reinforced with spells for that purpose, and the colored lines denoting rivers and forests on the tough beige parchment were as bright as the day they’d been drawn.”

[This image] - page 29. “She followed the others into the palace’s shade, falling in alongside her brother.”

[This image] - page 42.“She was the most breathtaking thing Isseya had ever seen.”

[This image] - page 54. “Flaring its wings out wide against the glowering skies, the Archdemon had turned and was cutting swiftly through the storm to reach the remaining Wardens.”

[This image] - page 64. “Only five templars and a single pack mule, the sentries said, trekking stubbornly across forbidding terrain in a wagon’s weight of steel.”

[This image] - page 75. “Across the room, her brother’s voice rose above the din. “Isseya!”” 

[This image] - page 85. “The griffons pulled smoothly forward in harness, each one trailing a long line of floating fishing boats and exhilarated, terrified riders.”

[This image] - page 100. “As Revas reached the lowest point in her dive, skimming over the horde so closely that Isseya could smell the cold rankness of their corruption, Calien began firing spirit bolts into the howling masses.”

[This image] - page 106. “He nicked a shallow cut along his palm, letting the blood drip onto the ground inches away from the trapped genlock’s feet.”

[This image] - page 121. “The hillside rumbled underfoot, and fissures snaked out from the visible crevice with alarming speed.”

[This image] - page 134. “Only a day had passed since Shrike had swallowed that taste of darkspawn blood, but the corruption was overtaking him rapidly.”

[This image] - page 143. “The skyburners’ violence was like nothing Isseya had ever seen.”

[This image] - page 154. ““I think heroism takes a harder heart than what I have.””

[This image] - page 166. “She knew when Amadis was in the air because the Ruby Drakes cheered their leader so loudly that it was impossible not to know.”

[This image] - page 179. “Taking careful aim through the wind and her own constant spinning at the end of the rope, Isseya hit the larger boulders with a few more forcespells, breaking them into smaller pieces and hurrying them along.”

[This image] - page 186. ““You’ve Joined the griffons,” the taller mage said.”

[This image] - page 199. “He splashed a handful of water into his sweat-darkened hair, rubbed it through, and shook it out in a glittering spray.”

[This image] - page 208. “She wore a voluminous gray robe with the hood pulled down to hide the corrosion’s marks on her, but she couldn’t conceal her voice.”

[This image] - page 219. “Faster than Isseya would have believed possible, the Archdemon was upon them.”

[This image] - page 230. “Clinging to its countless spikes for purchase, the elf clambered across the dragon’s brow.”

[This image] - page 243. “We can’t know the price of blood magic until we’re forced to pay it, and I’ll never strike a blind bargain again.”

[This image] - page 255. ““Revas,” she whispered, “lift.”

[This image] - page 272. ““It’s Crookytail,” she murmured. “That is Garahel’s Crookytail.”

Illustrations by Stefano Martino, Andres Ponce, German Ponce and Álvaro Sarraseca.

[myuniverseinabox]

Okay finally deciding to share this. The map for my headworld, Arcardia!

This map was done in collaboration with a friend who wanted to remain anonymous - but she did most of it. The concept sketch was mine (general crescent shape with the archipelagos in the middle), she did the lineart and the biome map, mountain placement, rivers, sea depth... all of that.

I just traced over it and made it into pixels (cause I was really inspired by my brothers pixel art at the time lol) and made some alterations that I'm sure would have hurt her geology nerd brain.

LORE DUMP BELOW;

Gia is the planet that Arcardia takes place on, and Arcardia.. is a continent about the size of Australia. It is covered by an array of different climates and biomes, but mostly deserts and jungles. The climate can range from -5°C in the northern regions or 30°C in the deserts or tropics. The continent is divided up into the 'mainlands' and the 'outlands' - mainlands being the archipelagos in the middle, and the outlands being the main crescent land mass.

The Pale;

Beyond Arcardia… is… well, nobody knows. Arcadia is surrounded by a thick fog that distorts everything it touches. Gravity behaves in strange ways there- rendering flying machines useless. Compasses point in seemingly random directions, and after a while you don’t know where up or down is anymore. This fog is called ‘The Pale’ - and nobody who has ventured beyond it has ever returned. Life however, lives on. While nobody is known to venture into the Pale and live to tell the tale, it's clear that some of Arcardia's wildlife do find their homes there. Most notably, the Banshees. Banshees are wyvern-like carnivourus creatures that live in very large groups, sometimes up to forty or fifty individuals. They are named as such for their chilling howls and shrieks, and they are well known for their ability to spit acid. Being opportunistic carnivores, they've been known to predate on many races of Arcardia without hesitation. Harsh environments with often scarce prey items has taught them not to be picky.

Politics/history;

In Arcardia there are three main nations; The Anerc Katafygio, the Arkxin Republic, and the Vounomada. The Anerc Katafygio (or Anerc) was the first founded of the three, as it came about while The Pale was still growing, in the year 3002. Anerc was founded by the seraphs and the dragons. During this time, a split off group who named themselves the Arkxin emerged, founded by the serpents. Almost 100 years later, after Arcardia was colonised and The Pale came to a stop, the Vounomada started to take a grip of the north outlands- founded by the griffons and their now healing population. Now, in the year 3302, Arcardia is a place of great political tension. Arcardia doesn't have strict borders, but Anerc controls all of the mainlands, and has made many cities in the outlands into their puppets. Arkxin holds most of its territory in the southern outlands, relying on the harsh climate and the apprehension to war from most in Arcardia to keep their cities from Anercs control. The Vounomada relies on similar tactics. There are no active large scale wars in Arcardia at the moment, but there are constant small scale conflicts with nations trying to expand control over each other, or onto previously unclaimed land. There are many regions of Arcardia that none of the nations have control over. You will find many small villages or settlements scattered across the continent that abides by no law but their own.

More about Anerc;

The Anerc Katafygio, or simply Anerc, is the name of the nation that has control of the Mainlands and a fair amount of the Outlands. They are the ruling nation of Arcardia, with current leader, Pauri - A Seraph, or Divine Dragon of the Light Bringers Clan. Anerc Katafygio simply means 'new refuge', from a language that has long been lost to time - it was the main group that colonised Arcardia and called it their new home as the rest of the world was engulfed by The Pale. People who live under the Anerc Katafygio are called Mainlanders. Anerc Katafygio's entire philosophy is that arcane magic was what was wrong with the world and is what caused The Pale. It is strictly prohibited in any region they can control, and punishment for studying or practising such magic is often met with execution. Anerc present themselves as a safe haven, as peace keepers, and as the preservers of nature - anyone who challenges them or their beliefs are considered enemies of reality as it's known.

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I have a lot more lore written than just this but I don't wanna bloat this desc all too much. It'll go up on the Arcardia site... eventually lol. If you have any questions, feel free to ask!

[thatliminal-wanderer]

Mutt ID Pack

Requested by Anon

Names

Affen, Affie, Aidi, Airendale, Akita, Aksaray, Alano, Armant, Artois, Barbet, Basenji, Beau, Bella, Biewer, Brad, Brenard, Brittany, Cain, Cairn, Caleb, Canaan, Cane, Canis, Carol, Charles, Charlie, Clifford, Collie, Conall, Conan, Cooper, Dale, Darwin, Daxie, Dire, Dylan, Emory, Eros, Eskie, Finn, Ford, Fox, Ghan, Glen, Gold, Gordon, Gray/Grey, Griffon, Hamilton, Havana, Hound, Jack, Kai, Kalev, Kelpie, Ken, Kerry, Kit, Leo, Leon, Llewelyn, Lowell, Lucy, Mal, Malinois, Marley, Max, Mia, Oscar, Paxton, Picard, Pila, Pup, Red/Redd, Rhys, Rosie, Ruppell, Russell, Sadie, Scottie, Shepherd, Sophie, Spitz, Stafford, Stella, Terry, Tosa, Venerie, Walker, Wolf

Pronouns

arf/arfs, bark/barks, bork/borks, cani/canis, canine/canines, claw/claws, dog/dogs, floof/floofs, fluff/fluffs, fur/furs, grr/grrs, houn/hound/hounds, howl/howls, loyal/loyals, mutt/mutts, paw/paws, pawprint/pawprits, play/plays, pup/pups, puppy/puppys, tail/tails, wag/wags, woof/woofs, yip/yips, 🎾/🎾s, 🐕/🐕s, 🐕‍🦺/🐕‍🦺s, 🐩/🐩s, 🐶/🐶s, 🐾/🐾s, 📢/📢s, 📣/📣s, 🔆/🔆s, 🔊/🔊s, 🦮/🦮s, 🦴/🦴s

Titles

A Dog of Mixed Origin, The Dog of Unknown Breed, The Excited Pup, The Mixed Breed, The Mutt Not Like Any Other, The One Who Woofs, [prn] Who’s Origin is Unknown

Genders

Aushepbocolliedoggic, Boydogthing, Boymutt/Girlmutt, Carineeic, Dogfinalboy, Dogfinalgirl, Dogpufflecharic, Dogstimmic, Goldshepardkinic, Lycantrans, Muttdollic, Muttfreak, Muttstardewic, Phantompuptailic, Thingmutt, Traumamutt, Yellowdogplushic

Other mogai

Aldercanidae, Aldercaninoir, Alderdog, Canitoaldernic, Dog Omninoun, Dogperspesque, Dogvesi, Straydogstelic

[thedissonantverses]

Just Another Screaming Speck of Dust

Today Could Be the Last - Chapter 17 - enc0432 - Dragon Age (Video Games) [Archive of Our Own] Chapter preview under the cut.

Weisshaupt. Davrin and her back-to-back against the darkspawn. Stone crumbling around them and the cacophony of the death screams and howls of the monsters. It was chaos and destruction and she didn't know if she could stop it. She was exhausted. Her lungs burned and her thoughts swam. All she knew was she had to keep swinging her daggers. They had finally cut a swathe through. They might be able to escape. Only something howled, anguish matched only by Rook’s fear as the darkspawn crowded them again. Nothing for it but to keep fighting. The wolf howled for her, calling her to heel. He’d stop the nightmare, if only she’d give in. He wouldn’t make her watch again.

Only Ghian’nain emerged, the blight coming with her. She grabbed Rook up with her tentacles and Davrin cried out. A laugh, cold and calculated, as the sun was blotted out with red. She struggled and Ghilan’nain crowed her victory as she drove her tentacles into her chest and through it. Worse still was the blight. Davrin was caught, struggling. She screamed as he disappeared to it, flailing to the last to get to her. Her fault. It was all her

“ENOUGH.”

Rook pushed back against him. It was like throwing her weight behind the world’s most obnoxious boulder.

'This is what will happen if you continue to ignore me. Will you watch your lover die? I suppose for one waiting for the Calling it might be the lesser of two evils.'

“Rattle the bars of your cage all you want. It’s still your cage.”

He started the nightmare again. This time it was D’meta’s crossing. This time she s-

“Sihu!”

She sat up, gasping and reaching for her dagger. Davrin caught her hand, squeezing it.

“Hey. Hey. Look at me. You’re safe.”

It took her a moment, then she shuddered, letting him wrap his arms around her. He stroked her hair and murmured in her ear. He was safe. He was alive. He was here. When her breathing returned to normal and he pulled back, she noted she was in the dining hall. Which meant-

Lucanis brought her a cup of collata colada, his eyes sympathetic. She took it, hanging her head. He had to have been making it when she fell asleep. 

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for that to happen again. You were up so…” She wanted to babble.

He stopped her, wrapping his hands around hers on the mug. “There’s nothing to apologize for.”

Davrin moved to sit beside her on the couch, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. Assan had followed, and he lay his head on her leg. The heavy weight of it was soothing. I can’t protect them. She set the drink down and buried her face in her hands. Davrin let her go but waited, settling in next to her. Lucanis went out the front with a second steaming cup, muttering something about seeing Neve’s light on and her latest case. The fire crackled merrily and she was warm and she was safe and-

“You can’t go on like this Sy. I can’t watch anymore. We need to figure out another way.” His voice was carefully calm. He was holding back, and that made it worse.

“I know. It’s just…” He leaned forward on his elbows, and she looked over at him. “Solas knows how I feel about you.”

Davrin took her hands in his. “I know who we’re hunting. I’m not going anywhere. But right now, we need to figure this out.”

“I need more to go on.” She echoed him and he huffed. Assan butted her and she released Davrin reluctantly, scratching under the griffon’s chin. “I know something we can try. But you’re going to hate it.”

“If you’ve got a plan, I’m there.” He answered easily, rote.

Rook chuckled, reaching for her drink. “I need to go back to the crossroads. Find more of the Dread Wolf’s memories. And I need the mages.”

“Ah. Which means I’m…staying here.” He threw his arm around her again and she leaned into him, pillowing her head on his chest. “What do you think you’ll find?”

“I don’t know. Anything that might shake me out of his grip I suppose.” Rook fidgeted with the hem of his shirt.

“Mmphm.” He kissed the top of her head. “You’re right, I hate it. But it’s your call.”

She yawned in response, and Davrin chuckled, the sound sparking through her. “You can sleep with me tonight you know. In a real bed.”

“You’re persistent.” But she sunk further into him, the heat of his body irresistible.

“You’re exhausted. Let me take care of you.” The mischief in his voice told her he knew he’d won.

Rook groaned. “Alright-”

He picked her up and she gasped, laughing. “Dav!”

Assan squawked behind them in alarm as he carried her back to his room.

[biggestlittleminis]

Repulsor Executioner done!

[galeythecutest]

Jojo part 5 Griffon au Idea?

So i played Griffin's destiny on roblox so i decided to make a Griffon au!

1.Giorno: Canary+Wolf (i really imagine griffon!giorno howling at the moon)

2. Bruno: Snowy Owl+Snow Leopard

3. Abbacchio: Eagle+lion

4.Mista: Blue Jay+Brown Tabby

5.Narancia: Magpie+Tuxedo Cat

6.Fugo: Sparrow+Savannah Cat

7.Trish: Rosefinch+Red Fox

[dangakkisland]

Welcome everyone to my Dog-aronpa show!! Where I start with DR2 instead of DR1 because I simply do not have the list ready for that one game! And Techinical issues are all in and can't draw the line up at the moment (it will be done)

I want to show off my enormous dog knowledge for no reason at all!

Hajime Hinata is a...Nova Scotia Duck Tolling Retriever (long ass name) or at least looks like one..In fact, he is just a very mixed dog that happened to look like the Red Duck dog and has a similar personality to one which is alert and can very well get mental issues easily if left behind for too long, they only howl (on average) when they are on a hunt however dogs don't hunt nowadays and since this is a snow dog and I can't own one I cant test it out.

Chiaki Nanami is a....Clumber Spaniel

They are low energy, they have rosy features. You yourself can read more about it, I am not an expert on them but as far as I have seem very Chiaki to me

Teruteru Hanamura is a...Griffon Bruxellois

These dogs have long beards for some reason I love them for that, they don't really realize their doggy size much like other toy breeds (My children are the same) this is a bit important you know (chapter 1). They are sociable at a certain point, but they lose their temper very easily when teased

Byakuya or the Ultimate impostor is a...Saluki

The most expensive and harshest dog to train, they like soft objects and very picky..For impostor themselves, I think they should just shapeshift in this universe. I can't even begin;

Mahiru Koizumi is...English Cocker Spaniel

They are very easy to train dogs, they like birds (hunt them) when I see birds I remember of photos, they are usually very happy dogs but they do get anxious and aggressive if you aren't be present for long due to depression on being left alone, any dog breed can have that even if they are labeled as a friendly breed, like most beings on this planet they are shaped with their life. So Mahiru is a Cocker Spaniel

Peko pekoyama is a...Akita

Which felt most obvious, they are reserved and mostly guarding dogs, my family (Mom-side) owned an Akita she was very overly protective. That's mostly it I don't remember much.

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu is a...Shiba Inu ...Mix with some small breed

I wanted to make them both Japanese breeds..You know the Yakuza it made sense in my head, but I couldn't find one with a slight yellowish coat and small like really small, you will get what I mean later. They are stubborn and strong-willed I have heard they are more a cat than a dog, and I truly believe they are staring at my soul...Maybe because they are more related to wolves than other dog breeds like Pugs That's just a theory I have heard though, I choose to not believe it because of its facial structure which isn't really harsh and this coat isn't related to most wolves.

Mikan Tsumiki is a... Saint Bernard! (Also known as my dream dog)

They are medical assistants sometimes, they are gentle giants they just don't kill you because they are too ❤ but Mikan killed so that's a loss..It would be despairing to see a dog like this kill so I believe I made the right choice

Ibuki Mioda is...A siberian Husky

Sh...I know the snow dog but they howl a lot, its fine for her to be that breed they are absolutely pathetic..I mean that with so much love. She got expelled from her band because she howled the wrong tune, always, all the time, on purpose even.

Hiyoko Saionji is a...Afghan Hound

Why she isn't small- Shut up she literally has a growth spurt that's the whole point: making her bigger than Fuyuhiko!! They aren't very affectionate but they are very loyal!! they are also very stylish dogs (the hears match her ponytails, she can even tie up them later but you would have to see if it is fine for a dog like this since it could cause ear infections)

THE OVERLORD OF ICE GUNDHAM TANAKA IS....ANNN ALASKAN MAMUTE BECAUSE HE IS THE OVERLORD OF ICE I KNOW WE HAVE TWO HUSKY TYPES HERE BUT I DO NOT CARE!!! THEY ARE STRONGWILLED!! THEY ARE ALSO FRIENDLY!! (I EXPECT THAT FROM ONE DOG THAT TAKES CARE OF HAMSTERS)

they also sometimes have heterochromia but you have to breed them a certain way and since he is the ultimate breeder may as well he be breed a way he looks the closest to canon.

Nekomaru Nidai is an Boxer

They have been reported of being easily having heart issues, they are guard dogs and reported a slight aggression but its expected of guarding breeds, if trained to be at home they are very friendly like Nekomaru its supposed to be they are honest and loyal, they are very bright would to the family who adopted it and they can be actually very clingy at home, wary on the streets. The dogs have to be kept always on a line between vet and affection and introducing them to other dogs would be ideal, Nekomaru would be a very sociable Boxer so I believe his owners treated him well and were aware of these facts

Nagito Komaeda is a...Borzoi

And everyone saw this coming, these things should NOT be that tall I swear if a child can mount on it Why is it a dog and why I am so obsessed over it like any other dog, they normally don't go for the typical dog training since they get bored very easily of it, they are very active and like fields..They CAN be very stubborn but are sweethearts depending on your method of training and getting close to it, Nagito can be stubborn too like in chapter 4 and when he refuses to cooperate when the trial could be faster if he put the stuff on the table, but I love him anyway just like Borzois he is confusing they are confusing together.

Sonia nevermind is a... Corgi

Do you see why I was so worried about Fuyuhiko? She is shorter than him in this alternative universe, and I HAD to pic a corgi for her since the royal family of the United Kingdom as far as I have heard owns Tons of those and I simply had to. Unlike other dogs on this list Corgis arent shy at all!

Kazuichi Soda is a ...Jack Russell

I had to pick this one since they are very lovable but will be absolutely sad if it isn't reciprocated, in a dog festival I saw one old man that refused to play with a Jack Russell and the dog was just hiding from his owner because he got rejected by a stranger, its not a universal experience (and dog festivals have been extinct since quarantine in here) so Kazuichi soda is a Jack Russell probably shorter than Fuyuhiko too, Jack Russel markings also make me need less ways to figure out how he dyed his hair, its just his markings he can cover the black parts with a hat

Akane Owari is a...Dachshund

Pomodoro why you picked a small breed? Akane owari jumps high and is agile. I SAY WITH EXPERIENCE TO NOT JUDGE A BOOK BY ITS COVER THEY ARE SO ACTIVE ITS INSANE, my cousin owns one and since she doesn't take care of it I have to play with it and boy this dog takes a while to get tired and it FIGHTS you when you try to leave and there was once I said ''oh time for lunch I will leave'' and he jumped so high I am 1,70-1,75 ish and the dog just bit my nose I wasn't even crouching I was actually pretty much standing and my nose hurt for the whole day, the breed refuses commands for the most time and they DO bite furniture they are indeed very hungry

That's it I actually erased some thoughts because they went on and on I have this problem :(

[theluckywizard]

In the Shattering of Things, Ch. 84: Griffon Wing

Explicit | Cullen x Trevelyan | Hawke x Treveyan | WC: 400K + (WIP) | DA:I | Epic | Multiship | Slow burn | Fast burn | Complications While Saving the World

🤩 ***It's ITSOT's (and my) two year Ficaversery!*** 🤩

Chapter Summary:

Despite all the unsettling tensions that simmer, Rose and crew snatch Griffon Wing from beneath the Venatori.

Fic Summary:

Lady Rose Trevelyan is in over her head. Her attendance at the Conclave was only meant to distract her from her failures as a daughter. And then it blew a hole in the world. Marked by an unknown magic, armed with only a few relevant skills, Rose fumbles and fights her way across Thedas with a band of shockingly deadly oddballs dedicated to stopping— well, all of it. As apocalyptic forces conspire to break and remake her, Rose is snared between the tentative devotion of the Inquisition’s stalwart commander and the fierce love of legendary warrior Garrett Hawke, two vastly different men both haunted by hindsight.

Excerpt under the cut 👇

Hunched over the makeshift desk we share, Garrett writes, fresh curls of pencil rolling around as the whole thing wobbles under his arm. His bare, freckled shoulders are fringed by the saffron flicker of lamplight, his back hachured with the shadows of scars. He leans on his hand with a spiky fistful of hair, scratching on a proper piece of paper that he must have wheedled out of Varric. There’s an unopened bottle of Arlesans he’s been saving for something or other and a half-chewed toothpick is discarded on a crumb dusted napkin.

“What are you writing?” I ask, tugging my robe on over my shift. I slide my left hand over the bulk of his back and then claim a silky handful of his hair, the light of the anchor out of place as always. 

“Something secret,” he says, curling his work close to his body and peering up at me over his shoulder with playful suspicion. But he puckers his lips, begging.

“I suppose you’re entitled to a few secrets,” I say, bending to oblige him as I gather my loose hair over my shoulder. He turns back to it, tapping the end of the pencil on the table.

“If you must know, it’s for you,” he explains. “In an emergency.”

“For when I need a lift?”

Garrett lets out a breathy chuckle and twirls the little pencil between his fingers. “In case I don’t make it through the day.”

“Oh.” 

The reminder leaves me suddenly brittle and anxious. Love has crippled my ability to imagine his end, but I’ve seen enough ways to die that the notion dances around in the back of my mind. He turns on his stool and tugs me between his thighs, running his hands up my sides until my robe bunches.

“It’s a letter. Keep it as close as you like. In your armor. In your trunk. Just in case,” he says, setting his chin against my chest . “If you keep it close, you’ll never have to read it.” I comb his dark hair back from his face. 

“Then I’ll write you one too.”

“That’s the spirit,” he says, kissing my knuckles. “A little insurance, superstitious though it may be.” He reaches for his stained wooden pot of kaddis and holds it up. “Would you do the honors, Contessa, my love?”

“It’s going to look ridiculous,” I warn him with a smirk.

“And I’ll wear it with pride,” he says. Pinching my brow in grave concentration, I dab my finger in the sticky scarlet pigment and smear it from cheek to cheek. Garrett wrinkles his nose a couple times.

Someone flies through the tent flaps like the howl of a draft so quickly, Garrett stashes me roughly between him and the table. I peer around his shoulder.

“Carver, what the fuck,” hisses Garrett.

“I’m on the B team?” he says, red-eared and throwing his weight around like a Maker-damned bronto. “Fucking really?” I edge out from behind Garrett, shoulders square, parking an authoritative hand on my hip.

“Shit,” utters Garrett. “Carve, listen—”

“You’ve only got one bloody brute with a great axe and he’s on the second string too? Bloody daft.” he says. He snaps his head to toward me. “Is this your doing?”

“Don’t…” warns Garrett, stepping to place himself between me and his brother once more.

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[thisuserislilsilly]

Summary: How much can secrets be kept from the Imperium?

Pairing: MENTION of Ogodei/Hildegard (Hildegard belongs to me, the Phantoms as a Chapter belongs to the OG creator @cardinalcanis), MENTION of Jubik/Ascilen (Ascilen baby my boy @jaghatai-khock is precious OG creator)

Genre: Drama/angst

TW: Physical torture, mental torture, a lot of dialogue, blood, angst

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Protecting the family

???: Ogodei...is that your real name? From before you were an Astartes?

Ogodei: Our Chapter let us keep the names our mothers chose for us after the trials are completed

???: Huh, interesting tradition, I thought every Marine followed the article about naming conventions

Ogodei: Excuse me? What article?

???: Codex Astartes, page 4032, "About a Marine's name and life", article 9004

Ogodei: I did not had that page bookmarked, sorry —chuckles—

???: —slamming hands against a table— Oh you think you're so clever, don't ya Ember Nomad?

Ogodei: Not as daddy's perfect boy like you, Robters

Robters: My patience is already running out, Nomad, I'll remind you the Primarch Guilliman authorized the Howling Griffons to question your loyalties

Ogodei: Oh please do not come at me with that shit; it was not a direct order from a Primarch, you Griffons were just waiting for having a excuse to throw suspicion at our faces...

The room was filthy, covered in blood stains here and there, the lights flickered and were dangling from the ceiling; Ogodei could barely see beyond the handcuffs on his wrists, the skin was already sore underneath. Only a few hours ago had the descendants of the XIII Legion arrived unannounced, more than half of their Chapter embarked the Nomads flagship, not waiting for any formal introductions or permits to get it. Who looked to be the Marine in charge was lifting in his right hand a parchment with the Ultramarine insignia giving the Howling Griffons full authority to inquire their cousins about recent rumors of strange behavior and seeds of heresy between their ranks. In the following couple of minutes the Griffons had already hand-picked five Marines to interrogate, bringing them to the room in question where Ogodei was being held. He had been the second Nomad to enter.

As for the Captains, they had been separated from their companies, much to the protests of Jubik and other veteran captains that had spent much of their time with their men only to be ripped apart in an instant; the 10th was the most affected of them all, with the scouts lost and confused as to what was going on and why did they not have authorization to access the common rooms of the ship.

Robters: Don't go dozing off on me, come on there is plenty to discuss

Ogodei: That is an interesting way to spell out "torture"

Robters: I am not the bad guy here Ogodei, I just want answers, if you cooperate I do not have to force my hand again

Ogodei: Like what? Do I need to answer how many times do we recite a prayer to the Emperor? How many candles do we have in our rooms or do you want more spicier answers as how frequently we showe-

Robters: —Slaps the Nomad across the face— I had it with your mockery of our rules, you fool!

Ogodei: —Grumbles as he accommodates in the chair— Fine....fine I will..."cooperate"

Robters: That's better...now; are you aware of the Viridian Phantoms?

Ogodei: —soft chuckle— More than you can imagine

Robters: What is that supposed to mean?

Ogodei: I have good relationships with them, for example they allow me to enter their ships without authorization and let me watch their traditions. That is trust between cousins Griffon...you could learn from that

Robters: I will not indulge in your provocations Ogodei...you would do good in staying as far away from them as possible

Ogodei: And why would I ever listen to an advice such as that one?

Robters: —Sighs— Because they are...how could I put this gently for you-

Ogodei: You have said enough things to make my blood boil and my mind to imagine your death Robters, just say it

Robters: They're tools, more than you and me could ever be in the hands of our beloved Imperium. I take you've looked at their faces at least once; repulsive, that's the word I think of when I remember them

Ogodei: So you have not looked yourself at the mirror recently, I presume

Robters: I will make you scream for that one...but you know nothing good has ever come out of Krieg

Ogodei: Funny, the Macragge system has Nuceria in it right? Oh sorry..."had"

The Nomad felt the Griffon kicking his chair out of the way, letting Ogodei smash his head against the table, then lifting him up by the hair and start throwing a flurry of blows against his face over and over. Robters did not stop until his hand was red, soaked in the blood of the other; he let go of Ogodei hair and watched as the Nomad struggled to keep himself conscious, his breathing weezing from the broken bones in his nose.

Robters: You done, you savage piece of shit? Or you want more?

Ogodei: No, I think I am fine like this, thank you for the concern

Robters: —Huffs— You've been warned Ogodei; stay away from the Phantoms if you don't want me coming back here and finishing the job

Ogodei: I'll be sure to wait with a Ultramar cake recipe so you don't go hungry-

Despite the pain, despite the punishment his body suffered for the next twenty minutes, Ogodei never stopped laughing. The bones in his hand ended up broken, one of his ribs was broken, skin around his left eye was purple and bloated and lower jaw had been dislocated by a nasty right hook but in the end Ogodei got the last laugh, he got to spit in the face of the Griffon, watch that face contorted as nothing of what he threw at the Nomad made the Marine flinch; realizing he would get nothing out of Ogodei, Robters finally released him and threw the Marine out of the room, furiously calling out for the next suspect to enter the chamber.

Ogodei was carried to the medical wing by two of his brothers, each one holding one of the injured arms and keeping him on his two feet. The Nomad was delirious, chuckling out of nowhere or just speaking absolute nonsense; he did not manage to recognize anyone nor where he was exactly. He stared at the ceiling, eyes staring at nothingness while the minutes went by in total painful silence. He couldn't even feel his body anymore.

After an incalculable amount of time had passed, the doors of the medical wing opened once more, a commotion formed outside, shouting and bickering becoming louder as someone past right beside Ogodei, picked up a stretcher and then returned to the outside. The Nomad was so hurt he couldn't even sit himself upright to see the scene, but he guessed someone else had come out of the torture chamber and in an even worse state than him; but nothing could had ever prepared Ogodei for what came next.

The stretcher rolled its wheels until stopping right beside the bed in which Ogodei found himself. There, with a rebreather in his mouth and wounds so worrisome Ogodei would had thought the Marine dead if not for his very subtle breathing, Jubik laid motionless. The long beard was dyed red, his eyes were closed, his lips dry, the rest of his face looked disfigured to the point Ogodei guessed it would take multiple surgeries performed by the finest experts apothecaries of the Chapter to restore the resemblance of how Jubik had looked like before entering that cursed room.

"Old...man...are...are you...still with us? Brother...brother..." Ogodei called out in a whisper

"I...didn't broke...my promise...I didn't tell him...shit..." The veteran made a massive effort to even modulate those words

"I know....I know..." Ogodei winced from the pain, hissing as he felt his sides burning

"They are....safe....my sunshine...and my little bird...." Jubik tried to smile, but even that caused him pain

"You already...have a nickname for them..." Ogodei smiled faintly

"I...protect my family....my brothers...and my love..."

The two Nomads laid there, in silence, until they fell unconscious; their bodies having endured more pain and suffering than the last ten campaigns combined. Ogodei thought, for a moment, what would had Hildegard thought if she had seen him in this state, what would've Ascilen do if the captain had spoken those words to him; he thought they were dying, their songs would end in such a shameful way; not undone by their enemies or by a worthy sacrifice, but slowly, in pain, on a medical wing that wasn't even of their Chapter.

Luckily for the Nomads, however, someone very dear to them was about to stop that from happening.

[the-griffons-saddlebag]

💎 𝗡𝗲𝘄 𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗺! Whistle of Dog Command
Wondrous item, uncommon ___ You can use an action to blow this whistle, which is only audible to dogs and wolves within 300 feet of you. When you do, choose up to four dogs or wolves that you can see that can hear the whistle. Each creature must make a DC 15 Wisdom saving throw. On a failed save, the creature is affected by a special version of the "command" spell, and it must obey your choice of one of the following commands on its next turn: 𝗔𝘁𝘁𝗮𝗰𝗸. The creature moves up to its speed toward a target of your choice. If the target is within its reach at the end of this movement, the creature then makes a single attack against the target, using either its bite or claws. 𝗗𝗿𝗼𝗽 𝗜𝘁. The target drops whatever it is holding and then ends its turn. 𝗙𝗲𝘁𝗰𝗵. The creature uses its action to Dash and retrieve an item that it can carry in its mouth, returning with the item to its original space. The object must be within range of the creature's normal movement. 𝗥𝗼𝗹𝗹 𝗢𝘃𝗲𝗿. The creature rolls over and remains prone for the turn. 𝗦𝗶𝘁. The creature drops prone and then ends its turn. 𝗦𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗸. The creature releases a loud howl that's audible out to 300 feet. If the creature communicates by howling, you decide the nature of the howl made. You don't need to speak in order to issue the chosen command. A shapeshifter is only affected by the whistle if it's in a dog or wolf form when the whistle is blown. Once this property of the whistle has been used, it can't be used again until the next dawn. ___ ✨ Patrons get huge perks! Access this and hundreds of other item cards, art files, and compendium entries when you support The Griffon's Saddlebag on Patreon for less than $10 a month!