Emorie stalks through the tall brush hunting a rabbit ahead of her. Hunting is still new to her, never before has she needed to hunt. The feeling of hunger never once present in her life. "Curse this dammed lands..." she whispers. The rabbits ears flick and Emorie makes her move. she sprints out of the brush and the rabbit makes a sharp turn around a tree and up a hillside. Emorie follows after it, muscles screaming. Once over the hillside she runs into a red mass. Skidding to a halt she lays on the ground."Fuck!" she shouts watching the rabbit run away. She crawls forward removing herself from underneath the red mass. Shaking her fur she turns to see who she ran into. "Apologies are mine." she says, but upon seeing the red beast she takes a few steps back.

So, I had this feeling that I was going to produce a lot of art. Well to those of you who actually enjoy looking at my artwork, I'd suggest tracking this blog. I will be posting mainly finished pieces or finished sketches here for you all to enjoy. ^.^
Should have some up either later tonight or tomorrow. So keep and eye on the look out!