This island had a small and dense forest, where insects that hung from strands floated amongst the trees, their web-like material sparkling as if there was a canopy of fairy lights above them. Small flowers glowed pink and purple underfoot. Odara looked around, as if expecting to find something here. After a few moments of nothing, she reached onto her pocket and brought out a pouch of smoked meat. She motioned for Peln to come to her, and as he did, a burst of golden light jumped out from seemingly nowhere. Odara put her hand to his sword arm, to indicate there was no danger, and eventually the flash settled into a small wyvern with golden fur, pushing its snout into her hand for the treats. As it ate out of her hand, she handed the rest of the pouch to Peln. As if it knew, it immediately lost interest with the captain, and instead began to poke around Peln’s hands. The fur wasn’t as soft as it looked, instead having a bristle-like quality about them. Its eyes were dark against its glowing fur, uninterested in the humans and solely trying to find the source of food that it smelled.
I don’t have a name for the furry golden winged ferret thing yet, or a final design, I simply drew what was simple and sort of fit what I had in mind!
