I like your mind.
The time-creature is particularly intriguing.

Ahh, thank you both! <3
I'm rather partial to my time-creature, myself. I hope to have more concept-art of it up, soon. *o*
And, barn owls are for sure one of my favorite birds

Thank you! <3
They're meant to be a pair, of sorts; both are mechanical monstrosities. Essentially, a clock and a furnace. The time-keeper and the surgeon (or mortician, more like). One runs on clockwork, the other on fire - burning and consuming living matter in order to survive.
I'm glad *o* I look forward to sharing <3

wow, this is really good. I especially like the clock and the furnace, and your description only makes them even more interesting. Their concept is very original and intriguing. Hope I'll see/hear more <3

^{Oh, I have such a soft-spot for barn-owl faces ♥!}

ahh oh no that's so sad ;_;
let me upload it to tinypic instead

watchbreaker -- thank you <3 i'd love to see them *o*
i like to entertain the idea of mechanical clockwork oddities. i hope to make some more of them, as well.

mini -- ahh, thank you, you flatter me <3

keepiru -- thank you, too <3
:>

Mordecai -- eee *o* barn-owls <3
(i've got a soft spot for them, as well)

nuevapaz -- thankyoou~

Thank you all, for the feedback <3 I really appreciate it.
I hope to have some more creatures to post soon <:

Thank you *o*

I'm just going to do a bit more random characterization rambling (if that's okayy).
The machines -- the furnace and the clock -- work as a pair, of sorts. They arrive at the forest, together. The clock cat, for the moment, has named herself Time -- but she is a fickle and wayward creature, curious, but loyal to no one. She does what she wants, and roams where she pleases. Every hour of every day, she's changing: and the person that you knew before is nothing but a memory. There's an underlying current of familiarity, a constant, which ties her varying moments together. You can see her gears turning, but will never understand their functions -- even with the truth lain before you, she is a mystery.
The furnace is a monster, an obsolete machine escaping death. Rusted and blood-ridden, ragged and breaking down. Consumed by rage, fueled by loneliness, plagued by destruction. All she can do is -- destroy, and burn, and murder. It loves the world, in truth, but can't bear to love -- and so decides, in fact, to hate it, loathing its beauty, loathing the happiness that she longs for but could never understand. Everything burns, that she touches. She's dying from the inside out -- hurting herself even as she seeks to hurt others. All she wants, is someone who could understand. And, barring that, she wants to see the world burn.

Don't remember ever seeing you before, but these are some awesome designs! >w<

Ah, I see. Well, that's how must new players are, according to my experience >w<
And I would absolutely love to RP!~
Hi, I'm Chickenwhite and I'm not addicted to RP'ing at all! <__< >__>

That'd be awesome~ ^w^
And sure, I'll give it a look >w<
Though I honestly gotta admit, I prefer one-on-one RPs, it gets confusing for me way too easily if more people are involved XDD;;