I'm working on my fluidness in pictures now and, sadly my colouring program died (fixing it though yay) so this is a line sketching of Kindran, for Kindran. Also now, stories of the passion, or theme in the pictures that are on request from people accompany the artworkz ^^
The lights around him were flashing and spinning and the deafening music filled his ears. He was home. He looked around the furry filled room at all his fellow ravers and the eight pairs of sticks in his hands cracked, a warm soothing glow radiated through his claws, illuminating their black tips. All different colors shone brightly as he let them drop by his sides, dangling like lifeless marionettes on the end of his strings. He took a step forward into the crowd, which disappeared from his sights and the music overtook his body. The passion inside him burst into his arms, and he began to spin. The glowing colors left illuminating trails around his body, forming rainbow arches and he closed his eyes. Kindran’s veins glowed indulgantly, to a bright electric purple as he felt the comfort and happiness in his passion.
He is a free soul that flies with the colors and rhythm of the music.
This is Kindran’s universe!
Pardon the obvious he hath no clothesness, he's not really nude just letting you know, but i'm still working on it... only if my program worked D<