I know it's not what I should do,
I know it's not where I should be,
But this is where I feel renewed,
Like a jaguar amongst the trees.
Look around at this world on fire,
Ablaze with all that day's-end light,
Creeping back behind the hills,
Signifying the come of night.
Just some art of my fursona enjoying the end of a hellishly hot day.
I never want to draw another background hhhhhhh
I know it's not where I should be,
But this is where I feel renewed,
Like a jaguar amongst the trees.
Look around at this world on fire,
Ablaze with all that day's-end light,
Creeping back behind the hills,
Signifying the come of night.
Just some art of my fursona enjoying the end of a hellishly hot day.
I never want to draw another background hhhhhhh
