The Wrong Day to Cheat - 1/4
Here’s the beginning of a sequence I’ve been working on for a little while! I think this lion is going to regret biting into that donut...
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“Hah! You seriously think a puny donut like this will ruin my figure? Gimme a break...” A smooth, haughty voice rung throughout the empty halls of the gym. Although almost everyone in town had neglected their gym visit in light of the frosty onslaught of snow outside, however, a little snow was going to stop Vince from perfecting his form. There was only one other person in the whole place - James, the secretary at the front desk.
The deer and the lion had been decent acquaintances since high school - they were never really close, but they treated each other with a certain amount of respect. It was this same respect that had James urging his overconfident companion to resist the temptation of the donut.
“Really, Vince... something seems a bit odd about that thing. I mean, they were just laying in front of our door this morning, buried under the snow. And the box didn’t even have an official logo or anything unless you count that “Alchem” stamp on the back.” The khaki-clad cervine said, his brow furrowed with mild concern.
The lion let out another laugh, saying, “Oh, come on, who on Earth even cares? It’s just one donut. I’ll be fine!”
The auburn-furred deer chuckled, despite the clear skepticism in his eyes. “Okay, I guess you’re right. Still, I’m not going to have any. Something feels pretty off about this...”
The lion shot him a playful smirk, loudly mumbling, “Wuss,” as he bit into the sweet, pink-glaze covered donut.
Part 1 - Current Page
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Full Sequence
—-
“Hah! You seriously think a puny donut like this will ruin my figure? Gimme a break...” A smooth, haughty voice rung throughout the empty halls of the gym. Although almost everyone in town had neglected their gym visit in light of the frosty onslaught of snow outside, however, a little snow was going to stop Vince from perfecting his form. There was only one other person in the whole place - James, the secretary at the front desk.
The deer and the lion had been decent acquaintances since high school - they were never really close, but they treated each other with a certain amount of respect. It was this same respect that had James urging his overconfident companion to resist the temptation of the donut.
“Really, Vince... something seems a bit odd about that thing. I mean, they were just laying in front of our door this morning, buried under the snow. And the box didn’t even have an official logo or anything unless you count that “Alchem” stamp on the back.” The khaki-clad cervine said, his brow furrowed with mild concern.
The lion let out another laugh, saying, “Oh, come on, who on Earth even cares? It’s just one donut. I’ll be fine!”
The auburn-furred deer chuckled, despite the clear skepticism in his eyes. “Okay, I guess you’re right. Still, I’m not going to have any. Something feels pretty off about this...”
The lion shot him a playful smirk, loudly mumbling, “Wuss,” as he bit into the sweet, pink-glaze covered donut.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fat Furs
Species Lion
Size 1024 x 1280px
File Size 129.5 kB
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