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New reference sheet, design and story for Lorcan! I really love him more now and he looks more like an adult. ;v;/ Please take time and read his story, it would mean a lot to me !

Info you can`t find in the ref:
Personality: Lorcan doesn`t trust anyone. He shuts others out and wants to be alone as much as possible - he is tired of others mocking him because of his wings. He can`t fly or flap his wings without horrible pain shivering through his spine. He is stubborn, ignorant and aggressive most of the time, but he hasn`t always been that way. Lorcans personality has changed completely from the happy and open minded he used to be.

STORY:
Lorcan once belonged to a clan of angels in Heaven, and he was one of the purest souls there existed. He was the pride and joy of his father, the King of skies ,and his mother who passed away shortly after Lorcans birth.. It was strictly forbidden for Angels to make any contact with the world below the clouds, because the King had made a peace treaty with the ruler of Earth to prevent war between angels and land beings. Lorcan was a royalty so he naturally had more rules than others and had limited opportunities to glide among clouds and have free time. His father was overly nurturing and wanted his son to be out of troubles way, and also to protect the only memory he had of his dear mate. Despite everything the King had done he hadn`t taken account of one small detail; all the rules and limitations provoked Lorcan to eagerly see what the Land below looks like. He wanted to know- wanted to know so bad the curiosity slowly devoured him from the inside with leaving a desperate need that could never be filled. He was anxious to the point he started to shout at everybody who came near him. One day Lorcan said to the guards he was going for his usual evening walk, but instead he took off with his beautiful white wings and flew in the sky with grace no angel has ever seen. In fact noboby really paid attention to it because they thought it was their almighty King. In a few wing strokes Lorcan was already far away, and he felt such freedom and satisfaction he had never even imagined. After a while the excitement had faded - it wasn`t enough. He craved for more, he was this close being able to see the whole world in it`s glory. At first he touched the clouds with his wings, and then flew little lower. Lorcan knew it was wrong but his wings didn`t hesitate anymore; they closed and got attached to his body. He embraced the freefall and headed towards the ground, and then he saw it - the Land, it was really there ! Lorcan stared at it as it got closer and closer, and then opened his wings at the last second before hitting the ground. He sunk his paws in the mould and savored it`s smell, and then slowly and carefully raised his eyes higher. The trees, the sun, the air , everything looked so different. He wondered around for a few minutes and then got up in his wings and flew back to the Sky. Unfortunately one of the Land beings saw him and rumors about the cancellation of the peace treatment started to spread like wildfire. After few days everybody in the two kingdoms knew about this and started questioning the Kings actions. The King got furious and quessed what had happened. He called his son with a sound that echoed everywhere. Lorcan wanted to run, but he knew he had no where to hide so he reluctantly faced his father. The King listed Lorcans violations against the law with a cold distant voice , like he was about to cry but at the same time like he was talking to a murderer . The punisment of such a crime is expulsion and loss of honor, which is the biggest penalty one could get. Lorcan started to cry, he begged for his fathers forgiveness and mercy. His father couldn`t look him in the eyes, because he knew what had to be done. Even though Lorcan was his own son he couldn`t have bent the laws, because it was a matter of wellbeing of his people. The King finally faced Lorcan, and said "forgive me, my son, I didn`t want this to happen. ". Then he ripped his own sons left wing to pieces. As the feathers hovered to the ground , Lorcan was in such pain and shame he couldn`t speak a word. He saw his fathers teary , sky blue eyes as he fainted to the floor.
After several hours Lorcan finally woke up. The place looked unfamiliar , it was like from a dream he had. He then realised that he had been there before, and the horror showed up from his pale face; he had been left on the ground. Lorcan tried to get up but he couldn`t - the pain was too strong. He dragged himself to a small pond and looked at his reflection, and then started to cry; his eyes, they had taken his his sky blue eyes. Blue eyes were the ultimate mark of purity and honor, and now they were replaced with filthy satanic red. Lorcan rubbed water against his face over and over and over again, but the red didn`t wore off. His wings had discolored black from the mould which smell he used to love. Now it was disgusting , obnoxious and dire. He screamed with a voice so strong it echoed all over to the throne of his Father and his beloved past home.

Continuation of the story and background information can be found here:

Lorcan`s family / other characters that have something to do with his story :

Past form:

Read the (still updating) comic of Lorcan`s story here:
meokami.deviantart.com/gallery…

Character, story and art by me, do not copy or claim as your own .

Description
New reference sheet, design and story for Lorcan! I really love him more now and he looks more like an adult. ;v;/ Please take time and read his story, it would mean a lot to me !

Info you can`t find in the ref:
Personality: Lorcan doesn`t trust anyone. He shuts others out and wants to be alone as much as possible - he is tired of others mocking him because of his wings. He can`t fly or flap his wings without horrible pain shivering through his spine. He is stubborn, ignorant and aggressive most of the time, but he hasn`t always been that way. Lorcans personality has changed completely from the happy and open minded he used to be.

STORY:
Lorcan once belonged to a clan of angels in Heaven, and he was one of the purest souls there existed. He was the pride and joy of his father, the King of skies ,and his mother who passed away shortly after Lorcans birth.. It was strictly forbidden for Angels to make any contact with the world below the clouds, because the King had made a peace treaty with the ruler of Earth to prevent war between angels and land beings. Lorcan was a royalty so he naturally had more rules than others and had limited opportunities to glide among clouds and have free time. His father was overly nurturing and wanted his son to be out of troubles way, and also to protect the only memory he had of his dear mate. Despite everything the King had done he hadn`t taken account of one small detail; all the rules and limitations provoked Lorcan to eagerly see what the Land below looks like. He wanted to know- wanted to know so bad the curiosity slowly devoured him from the inside with leaving a desperate need that could never be filled. He was anxious to the point he started to shout at everybody who came near him. One day Lorcan said to the guards he was going for his usual evening walk, but instead he took off with his beautiful white wings and flew in the sky with grace no angel has ever seen. In fact noboby really paid attention to it because they thought it was their almighty King. In a few wing strokes Lorcan was already far away, and he felt such freedom and satisfaction he had never even imagined. After a while the excitement had faded - it wasn`t enough. He craved for more, he was this close being able to see the whole world in it`s glory. At first he touched the clouds with his wings, and then flew little lower. Lorcan knew it was wrong but his wings didn`t hesitate anymore; they closed and got attached to his body. He embraced the freefall and headed towards the ground, and then he saw it - the Land, it was really there ! Lorcan stared at it as it got closer and closer, and then opened his wings at the last second before hitting the ground. He sunk his paws in the mould and savored it`s smell, and then slowly and carefully raised his eyes higher. The trees, the sun, the air , everything looked so different. He wondered around for a few minutes and then got up in his wings and flew back to the Sky. Unfortunately one of the Land beings saw him and rumors about the cancellation of the peace treatment started to spread like wildfire. After few days everybody in the two kingdoms knew about this and started questioning the Kings actions. The King got furious and quessed what had happened. He called his son with a sound that echoed everywhere. Lorcan wanted to run, but he knew he had no where to hide so he reluctantly faced his father. The King listed Lorcans violations against the law with a cold distant voice , like he was about to cry but at the same time like he was talking to a murderer . The punisment of such a crime is expulsion and loss of honor, which is the biggest penalty one could get. Lorcan started to cry, he begged for his fathers forgiveness and mercy. His father couldn`t look him in the eyes, because he knew what had to be done. Even though Lorcan was his own son he couldn`t have bent the laws, because it was a matter of wellbeing of his people. The King finally faced Lorcan, and said "forgive me, my son, I didn`t want this to happen. ". Then he ripped his own sons left wing to pieces. As the feathers hovered to the ground , Lorcan was in such pain and shame he couldn`t speak a word. He saw his fathers teary , sky blue eyes as he fainted to the floor.
After several hours Lorcan finally woke up. The place looked unfamiliar , it was like from a dream he had. He then realised that he had been there before, and the horror showed up from his pale face; he had been left on the ground. Lorcan tried to get up but he couldn`t - the pain was too strong. He dragged himself to a small pond and looked at his reflection, and then started to cry; his eyes, they had taken his his sky blue eyes. Blue eyes were the ultimate mark of purity and honor, and now they were replaced with filthy satanic red. Lorcan rubbed water against his face over and over and over again, but the red didn`t wore off. His wings had discolored black from the mould which smell he used to love. Now it was disgusting , obnoxious and dire. He screamed with a voice so strong it echoed all over to the throne of his Father and his beloved past home.

Continuation of the story and background information can be found here:

Lorcan`s family / other characters that have something to do with his story :

Past form:

Read the (still updating) comic of Lorcan`s story here:
meokami.deviantart.com/gallery…

Character, story and art by me, do not copy or claim as your own .