Any time now. Any time he would dive out from a trunk and laugh about how he tricked her. She laid down and waited. It would not be long. He always did silly things like this. Minutes passed. Soon an hour. Then many hours. She grew weary and rested her head on her hooves. He would show up. He always did. It would not be long.
Written by the very talented Alecsander
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A picture of Kita mourning Furfur's sudden vanish. Was trying a new pose and shading style, I like how it came out ^^
Edit: Bah to the stupid merging of layers -glares at the little peices of colours that escaped-
Aww, poor Kita, but lovely
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This looks lovely. ^^ Her
Her face is especially nice.
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It took a little while to get that right cause I didn't use a reference