DTAE AMV part 1

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Character belongs to @52Blue Art and animation by me Story also by me ^^ This took so long HHHHHHHHHH Song is Lovely by Billie Elish and Record Player by Daisy (idk her last name) and AJR

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(Turbowarp link if it doesn’t load: https://turbowarp.org/721286677 it should tho cause it isn’t huge) Sorry for the little glitch at the start lol. It should be pretty glitch-free apart from that. YESS IT’S DONE!!! An entire AMV plus ref at the end (and 3 weeks of scratch time used up on this :’) BUT IT WAS SO WORTH IT!! Ofc I really hope I win, but WOW everybody else’s entries are INCREDIBLE!! They all deserve to win as much as I do :) I’m hoping to post a second entry, but it definitely won’t be as detailed (or time consuming) as this one. Also please read the backstory because the AMV will make a lot more sense if you do lol. I love this character SO MUCH TYSM TO 52BLUE FOR MAKING HIM. My beannnn I hope I win him ^^ ———————————————————— Name: North Diomandheart North was the smallest of his family. The weakest. The most useless. From birth, he had been born without his back right leg. North’s family tried their hardest to care for him, but he had trouble running and hunting. North’s mother and father were the king and queen of Silverfrond, the city of silver, and they had many duties and ceremonies to attend too, and little time for their youngest son. North tried his best to help, but always ended messing things up. His brothers tried to help him learn to run without the use of his back leg, but he always tripped and fell. All the other kittens in Silverfrond traded him, and never let him join their games. Eventually, North felt so useless, and like a burden to his family, that he left. North set out on his own, seeking shelter, stumbling through the forest. Eventually, North decided to go back to Silverfrond, after a month of scavenging for leftover food and sleeping in the rain, for he had nowhere else to go. But when North arrived home, his kingdom was in ruins. The castle, his home, destroyed to a pile of rubble. North ran blindly back through the forest, tripping over his own paws, and eventually collapsing in a shallow cave. Rain pattered down on the grass outside the grey walls of the cave, dappled moonlight splattering the roof and jagged rocks and casting dark, moving shadows across the sky. Lightning lit up the mountains in the distance. A storm was in its way. North stumbled back, further into the cave, letting the shadows cover him like icy dark snow, and let his tears soak the rock floor, and sobs echo through the cave. Rain trickled across the dark stone, wind whistling at through the trees, the smell of rain fogging the misty air. Something small and metal tumbled to the floor with a clink. North’s head whipped around, a snarl ripping through his teeth. But nobody was there. North got to his aching paws and went over to where the noise had come from, his paws slipping on the wet ground. A small pendant leg, it’s black stone camouflaged on the grey rock. A small sky-black natal snake wound around a silver chain. North picked it up sheepishly, letting the silver chain of the necklace slip through his claws. He delicately, carefully, put the chain around his neck. North felt his fur turn slippery with rain, the chain cold against his scruff. North felt his paws disappear from under him, vision sharpening. Every story has a protagonist. But every story had an antagonist too..