Jus' a nummy little ink drawing of nonmorphic Blood Raven dominating a stranger I whipped up during one of my many hours spent chilling backstage in Newbury's auditorium, waiting for my mate to be done with drama practice. :o

Ravie's such a jackass - one of his favourite hobbies includes scoping out claimed territory, urinating all over the border, hunting game on their land and then wandering further in and baiting packmembers if they don't come to investigate - and when they do, he plays coy, usually winds up picking a fight until the rest of the pack shows up, then... he runs like hell. XD *shrugs* Guess it's a thrill thing; reminds him that he's still alive, and hell, he's got nothing to loose.