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Aww poor Lucky, He knows he did something wrong, and He feels bad about it.
This is a sketch that I did like 4 years ago believe it or not. It was a sketch that I found on My memory card for My scanner, and I thought it was pretty cute, so I decided to color it.
Enjoy ^^
This is a sketch that I did like 4 years ago believe it or not. It was a sketch that I found on My memory card for My scanner, and I thought it was pretty cute, so I decided to color it.
Enjoy ^^
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fanart
Species Dog (Other)
Size 1200 x 821px
File Size 126.6 kB
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It had all seemed so innocent, back then. So long ago, yet barely any time ago at all.
He'd never really taken anything seriously, life was an adventure, each day to be lived. Sure bad things could happen, but the risk was always distant somehow, unreal. Those things happened to other people not him... not his family. So he treated everything like the game it was to him, never stopping to think or reflect. Never appreciating how wonderful it was to have so much of a loving family around.
Now, in the quiet and the emptiness he could still hear them, if he tried. The distant echoes of their laughter on the wind. The sunlight glinting off their coats glimpsed out the corner of his eye. But whenever he turned, whenever he focused the world returned to the empty hollow it was for him now, filled with a silence that was not mere noiselessness but the vacuum left by the absence of something that had been there so long he'd got used to it.
And so he lay there, sometimes he thought he might lie there forever until he faded away to a voice on the wind. He could have done something He should have done something and now... now it was too late. Now there were no more games, no more laughter, no more taking things easy. He had learned a lot in a short time, grown, but at a terrible cost.
Once there was a hundred and one. Now... just one.
He'd never really taken anything seriously, life was an adventure, each day to be lived. Sure bad things could happen, but the risk was always distant somehow, unreal. Those things happened to other people not him... not his family. So he treated everything like the game it was to him, never stopping to think or reflect. Never appreciating how wonderful it was to have so much of a loving family around.
Now, in the quiet and the emptiness he could still hear them, if he tried. The distant echoes of their laughter on the wind. The sunlight glinting off their coats glimpsed out the corner of his eye. But whenever he turned, whenever he focused the world returned to the empty hollow it was for him now, filled with a silence that was not mere noiselessness but the vacuum left by the absence of something that had been there so long he'd got used to it.
And so he lay there, sometimes he thought he might lie there forever until he faded away to a voice on the wind. He could have done something He should have done something and now... now it was too late. Now there were no more games, no more laughter, no more taking things easy. He had learned a lot in a short time, grown, but at a terrible cost.
Once there was a hundred and one. Now... just one.
This pose actually came from one of the episodes of the 101 dalmatians the series. I forget which
episode it is, but I remember that Roger was yelling at Lucky about something, and thats the pose
Lucky made. I thought it was really cute so I drew it :P
Also thank you sqrl ^^
*Hands you a brownie*
episode it is, but I remember that Roger was yelling at Lucky about something, and thats the pose
Lucky made. I thought it was really cute so I drew it :P
Also thank you sqrl ^^
*Hands you a brownie*
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