Their way was their goal

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The little caravan was marching on through the snow. Having the sun in their backs they just walked wherever their paws, claws and hooves would take them. They had no goal set to reach, no purpose to fulfil. All they were here for was to enjoy the crystalline sound of frost around them, the smell of sharp fresh morning air in their nostrils, the tickling sensation the snow under them when they stepped on it.

The light sound of silver bells accompanied them on their way through the day and the watchful gaze of the three brothers high in the sky lay upon them.
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Happy 2009...

Yello Zebra <3s u!

And another experiment for EF. ^^ My first zebra, every... I believe.


Ink

Papa was a Cockatoo

A portrait of my gryph Mooneyes in his teenage years. ^_^

I _did_ mention before that I love to draw on coloured paper, yes? *ggg*


Mooneyes is © by Shira Ses'kai & Bloodhound Omega

Colour Pencils

Happy ValentineZ

This is to all you wannabesuicidalembitteredcuttinggrumpylonelysingleemokiddies in the world. ^__^ Enjoy.

ZliZe is © by M. Wrzosek

Ink, Water Colours