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This was made by 
BlurTheFur as part of a trade done last year. Additionally there is a description that 
RaddaRaem wrote for me!
Dropping to his knees, March sighed tiredly. Shockwaves, radiating out from him like ripples, spread across the flattened land. Bleh. His typical escape of romping and stomping across the northern hemisphere had done nothing to life his spirits. Ridges formed along the dragon’s scaled forehead as he blew a lightning laced raspberry.
“Friggin’ ridiculous…” he growled. Lips scrunched, his denim clad cheeks slowly sank into and molded around the contours of his heels. All those hours spent studying… useless! March grumpily gnashed his teeth at the air. The past week had been for nothing.
His eyes settled upon the chains of islands that pocked the sapphire seas before him. A frustrated snort sent the clouds of seagulls, white specks flitting above the churning waves, down into the depths. Sure. Fine. What the hell. He could go for some comfort food.
Cupping his hands together, March’s smashed the base of the islands clean off of the ocean floor. The landmasses crumbled apart between the sides of the dragon’s palms pinched together. Ruined houses, and splintered trees, floated up to the surface of the white capped waves that swished between March’s clawed fingers. “So stupid,” he all but snarled.
March brought his hands up to his lips and drank deeply of the salty tonic. To think! All that time spent cramming, all that time spent in office hours, all that time spent studying was for nothing! Only to walk into the lecture hall, have the exam slapped down before him, and realize he’d been poring over the wrong chapters the entire time. Hmmph. His throat bulged with every swallow.
Tilting his head back, March’s throat bulged with every greedy gulp. Arcs of lightning crackled within his maw. Bolts of electricity arced wildly between the fleshy pink ridges lining the roof of his mouth and the salt stained slush below. White capped waves, and what remained of those coastal island communities, sloshed between those towering pillars of bone that were his teeth.
GLURK
The deafening rush of water, courtesy of millions of gallons of water emptying down the dragon’s throat, competed with the myriad gulps and glurks and hiss of heated air rising up from the abyss that was his belly.
URPPPP
March shyly stifled a cloud dispelling and sound wave shattering, burp. Okay. Okay so he was feeling marginally better after a stomp and a snack after all.
The storm dragon licked his lips as he eyed the ruined remains of the shattered Nanaimo shoreline. “If a couple of islands made me feel just a little better… a whole coast should make me feel MUCH better!” Fingers twiddling, March hungrily reached out towards the acres of bruised skyscrapers and sprawling suburbs before him.
This is still perhaps one of my favorite depictions of March's lightning filled maw! At smaller sizes his bites would be akin to a tazer. At sizes like depicted here, they're significantly more impressive! c.=.c Especially so when he's taking a bite out of your country!
As always, do check out and give some love to the artists original posting here: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/25207926/
Art © BlurTheFur
Description © RaddaRaem
March ©
March-dragon
BlurTheFur as part of a trade done last year. Additionally there is a description that 
RaddaRaem wrote for me!Dropping to his knees, March sighed tiredly. Shockwaves, radiating out from him like ripples, spread across the flattened land. Bleh. His typical escape of romping and stomping across the northern hemisphere had done nothing to life his spirits. Ridges formed along the dragon’s scaled forehead as he blew a lightning laced raspberry.
“Friggin’ ridiculous…” he growled. Lips scrunched, his denim clad cheeks slowly sank into and molded around the contours of his heels. All those hours spent studying… useless! March grumpily gnashed his teeth at the air. The past week had been for nothing.
His eyes settled upon the chains of islands that pocked the sapphire seas before him. A frustrated snort sent the clouds of seagulls, white specks flitting above the churning waves, down into the depths. Sure. Fine. What the hell. He could go for some comfort food.
Cupping his hands together, March’s smashed the base of the islands clean off of the ocean floor. The landmasses crumbled apart between the sides of the dragon’s palms pinched together. Ruined houses, and splintered trees, floated up to the surface of the white capped waves that swished between March’s clawed fingers. “So stupid,” he all but snarled.
March brought his hands up to his lips and drank deeply of the salty tonic. To think! All that time spent cramming, all that time spent in office hours, all that time spent studying was for nothing! Only to walk into the lecture hall, have the exam slapped down before him, and realize he’d been poring over the wrong chapters the entire time. Hmmph. His throat bulged with every swallow.
Tilting his head back, March’s throat bulged with every greedy gulp. Arcs of lightning crackled within his maw. Bolts of electricity arced wildly between the fleshy pink ridges lining the roof of his mouth and the salt stained slush below. White capped waves, and what remained of those coastal island communities, sloshed between those towering pillars of bone that were his teeth.
GLURK
The deafening rush of water, courtesy of millions of gallons of water emptying down the dragon’s throat, competed with the myriad gulps and glurks and hiss of heated air rising up from the abyss that was his belly.
URPPPP
March shyly stifled a cloud dispelling and sound wave shattering, burp. Okay. Okay so he was feeling marginally better after a stomp and a snack after all.
The storm dragon licked his lips as he eyed the ruined remains of the shattered Nanaimo shoreline. “If a couple of islands made me feel just a little better… a whole coast should make me feel MUCH better!” Fingers twiddling, March hungrily reached out towards the acres of bruised skyscrapers and sprawling suburbs before him.
This is still perhaps one of my favorite depictions of March's lightning filled maw! At smaller sizes his bites would be akin to a tazer. At sizes like depicted here, they're significantly more impressive! c.=.c Especially so when he's taking a bite out of your country!
As always, do check out and give some love to the artists original posting here: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/25207926/
Art ©
BlurTheFurDescription ©
RaddaRaemMarch ©
March-dragon
Category Artwork (Digital) / Macro / Micro
Species Dragon (Other)
Size 1440 x 1200px
File Size 1.4 MB
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