At the edge of town, Streaks appears. He just arrived, or maybe he never really left. The music fades, the room goes quiet, and every glance turns his way. Something feels about to happen. He steps into the bar and asks for a glass of milk. The music picks up again, as if nothing was ever wrong, quietly acknowledging his presence.
A piece for
streaksfox, done during the FC's Artists Alley.
Traditional. Color markers (Ohuhu, really the best brand so far of markers I've found) and color pencils (my all time favorites: Prismacolor)
A piece for
streaksfox, done during the FC's Artists Alley. Traditional. Color markers (Ohuhu, really the best brand so far of markers I've found) and color pencils (my all time favorites: Prismacolor)
Category Artwork (Traditional) / All
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 950 x 1287px
File Size 901.6 kB
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