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(Hearken back to the "Burning Crusade" expansion, where you could pick a Netherdrake mount after reaching exalted with the Netherwing faction at max level; corresponding pics on my Facebook account).
So, now that I have a foundation in HTML, CSS, Git, Github, and the Command Line in Terminal, next step is to make a portfolio website. Am I ready? Heck yes! I spent so much time trying to figure out how to do it, and the new tools I’ve become familiar with will definitely do the trick. *Finally* I can display my works to the world properly.
When talking about Arabians, you will come across something called strains—those are different appearances certain Arabians take. So what are these strains and what do they look like?
The trip "home"—time has no meaning for cats like us—not like humans. We eat when our tummies say we’re hungry, we sleep when we’re tired, we play when we have bursts of energy... I can’t tell you exactly how long or how short the time was to the next visit that the people that smelled similar to our caretakers was, all I know is that I was taken away from my siblings and never saw them again—or at least not in the same light anyway. I was picked up, placed on a lap, and stayed there the whole trip—might have even fallen asleep for a bit. The trip there wasn’t unpleasant, but it was rather jarring to be introduced to a new environment, minus all my siblings. I was put in a room, why I don’t know, and I protested... loudly. I escaped first chance I got—but wait, who was this? Not one of my siblings, for certain, but it was certainly another of my species; at that moment I didn’t really care. I hissed at him, and hissed back at me; I was mad—how DARE they take me away from the only family I knew and drop me in a strange place, with a stranger? I was closed in the room again, unhappy and confused. Time wore on, and I got to meet this other member of my species, this time having decided to make the best of my situation.
So, how does one design a game exactly? Well, the creative process starts with an idea, of course; once you have that idea, it’s time to start fleshing it out. My first idea was to create a race of winged horses—but that’s just the tip of the iceberg. The traditional winged horse is a pegasus, but do I really want to go that route? Maybe, or maybe I could expand it to other types of wings as well, like bat or dragon-type wings and insect—think butterfly and dragonfly—wings.