We're All Doomed
Shanku finally found Zihna. She was stringing beads onto a necklace as another seemingly human woman sewed together a dress.
Another witch! Shanku sat behind a tipi and rubbed her chin. This complicates things.
"Are you spying on Mother and Zihna?" Rajé stood behind Shanku with her hands clasped together.
"Your mother...?" Shanku asked in a small voice.
"Yes," Rajé raised an eyebrow. "What's with you?"
"Clueless," Shanku dropped her head. "We have our work cut out, Jakko."
Jakko gave a dramatic sigh and drooped his head as well.
Rajé rolled her eyes and sat down. "Doesn't your clan shift at the Autumn Festival too?"
"No. Why should yours?" Shanku asked.
"Things must be different for your clan. We must pass a human city each autumn on our way to the forest where we spend the winter. We have to assume their shape to avoid conflict," Rajé explained patiently.
"You too...?" Shanku asked fearfully and pointed towards the braided cub.
"My first time this year!" Rajé said excitedly. "The shaman will be teaching us cubs this afternoon!"
"That traitor. We're all doomed," Shanku said dejectedly.
Notes & Commentary
May 20, 2010, Thursday
We're All Doomed
I'd never intended for the Kurach to be magical beings, just shapeshifters, much in the same way I never saw werewolves as magical beings. But introducing magic to their stats opened up some possibilities they wouldn't have otherwise, like their breeds. Shanku and I will just have to grow out of our misgivings together since neither has much say in the matter. 
This page was problematic. This was one of the pages I drew backwards, so the last panel was actually the first. Interestingly, instead of quality improving as I got warmed up, it went down. Maybe I shouldn't do pages while I'm at work anymore. 
Characters - Shanku Ravenwing - Zihna Birchfield - Jakko - Rajé -
Tags - Just Another Day -
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