Poor Thunder, all he wanted was to enjoy his orange mojito. >:/

WARNING! BAD FAN FICTION

After riding his sportbike for hours in the blistering sun, Thunder stumbled across a biker bar and couldn't pass up the opportunity to stretch his legs and rest. The joint was certainly rough round the edges but at that point he didn't care.

Sitting down at the main bar he ordered his favorite drink when he heard the familiar roar of v-twins getting closer. At first he paid no mind to it until the door slammed opened with a loud rebellious yell consuming the building. Thunder turned around and to his surprise an all female biker gang was causing all the ruckus. They were muscular, terrifying, kinda sexy, and were heading right towards him.

Thunder faced front again looking down at his drink nervously as the girls approached the bar and began demanding service. Through the corner of his eye he spotted the words "Desert Angels" on the back of one of the members who was a cheetah right before a huge hyena stepped into his view beside him. With a commanding voice she called to Thunder referring to him as "you" and asked what he had there. Thunder looked down at his drink immediately recognizing his mistake but before he can explain himself, the hyena pulls him in close with one arm around his neck. Shooting him an evil grin, Thunder stays quiet as he notices her pour some whiskey into his mixed beverage.

"Let me pour you a real drink", she utters and Thunder, being unsure of what trouble he got himself into, looks into her eyes with much uneasiness. How did he get himself into this mess?


I feel I owe  rickgriffin an apology after that short "story". I'm a huge fan of his Desert Angel biker girls and just had to get a picture of Thunder with Charli when the opportunity arose. Thank you so much for this amazing sketch Rick. It's truely an honor seeing my fursona next to one of your characters. ^^