Nothing quite defeats the purpose of an attic clearout than a return to collecting and painting miniatures. I’d completely forgot about my old Space Wolves army until I unearthed them in a box beside some Commodore 64 games, and a bunch of Monster in My Pocket figures. Surely the most 90s find of all time!
These Space Wolves never got much game time back in the day, from what I can remember. As armies go, it’s more of a skirmish level force. But proudly fully painted, and all patiently bought with birthday and Christmas money over the span of a few years.
The paint job was a bit rough and ready, but worked fine enough when they were all lined up together, and not viewed too closely. Though they fought few battles, these Space Wolves sport one or two injuries from years of living in a box. A few weapons have been snapped off, and the banner pole of one of the Captains is broken too.
I used Space Wolves Grey for the coats on the marines themselves. The two Rhino tanks were done with a spray paint my friends dad had lying around. It saved precious paint, as well as time. Well done, childhood me!
I attempted some light kitbashing with the Rhinos, adding a skeleton on the front of one, and a wolves head on the front of the other. I’m not sure where I got the wolves head, but it was potentially one of my old Battlemasters miniatures.
I built the Rhinos a little wonky. The tracks on either side aren’t quite flush on the ground, so they rock a little. Almost like there’s a couple of Space Wolves having sex inside. You’d never catch the Ultramarines behaving in such a degenerate manner.
The Space Wolves “command” are an eclectic bunch. The Redemptor Kyrinov guy was a late edition to the force, if I remember correctly. The big terminator with the prosthetic leg, and the marine in very retro armour were mail order purchases from the back pages of White Dwarf.
As nostalgic a find as they were, these Space Wolves have now been moved on to pastures new. I stuck them up on Ebay and I was glad to see them find a new home for themselves. I’m sure they’re thirsty for battle after a long period cooling their heels in a dusty box!
Next up – My Warhammer Childood Lizardmen Army
