When he was invited to his girlfriend's house, Silas wasn't expecting to be greeted by Sophia's protective mother: Anastasia Winters.

On the front door step, Anastasia looked down on Silas, with a cold, unforgiving frown. It was a kind of frown that sent chills down the jackal's tingling spine. Was it so much the stare, or was it the arctic wolf's amazon-like height that proved more intimidating? Only Silas could answer that.

This was commissioned by ImaginationPersona.

Anastasia & Silas © ImaginationPersona

Art by RaccoonPioneer / rPioneer2019