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Unleash your Phantom
Lately, I've gotten into Anthropomorphic drawings. My scanner lasted long enough for me to scan one before it died on me... So here it is. It has a bit of a story to it, also. Before you start nagging- don't knock the story until the end, okay?
http://img261.imageshack.us/img261/52/hamsterpicrightsideup0nj.png
It had seemed like forever, since the last day I saw him. That smile, that laugh, those bright eyes... The way he could make me laugh. I count the days since he last made me laugh. Corny he may be, but that was why I love him. Why I have missed him ever so.
But today he returns, the war has ended at last. The tears have run dry, and the guns have been silenced. I join the thousands of others, awaiting the return of our men from the battlefield.
I see that tuft of fur, the one I know only he could stand to bare. There he stands, carrying scars and packs, one arm in a sling... but he's home. Home at last. My sister and mother wave, to grab his attention. Tears dot their fur as they throw their arms. I join them in waving him down, along with most of the others, crowding around us like a turbulant sea. But he'll find me. He always does.
Yes, he sees us and rushes over, enveloping us in a huge hug. As best a hug he can with that brokwn arm. But it doesn't matter, we hug back. Yes, he's home. At last, at last, my brother has come home.
This is my furry alter ego- Zoreta. Her brother has been at war for furries to have the same rights as humans.
The markings are based off one of my hamsters, Dominae (May he rest in peace)
http://img261.imageshack.us/img261/52/hamsterpicrightsideup0nj.png
It had seemed like forever, since the last day I saw him. That smile, that laugh, those bright eyes... The way he could make me laugh. I count the days since he last made me laugh. Corny he may be, but that was why I love him. Why I have missed him ever so.
But today he returns, the war has ended at last. The tears have run dry, and the guns have been silenced. I join the thousands of others, awaiting the return of our men from the battlefield.
I see that tuft of fur, the one I know only he could stand to bare. There he stands, carrying scars and packs, one arm in a sling... but he's home. Home at last. My sister and mother wave, to grab his attention. Tears dot their fur as they throw their arms. I join them in waving him down, along with most of the others, crowding around us like a turbulant sea. But he'll find me. He always does.
Yes, he sees us and rushes over, enveloping us in a huge hug. As best a hug he can with that brokwn arm. But it doesn't matter, we hug back. Yes, he's home. At last, at last, my brother has come home.
This is my furry alter ego- Zoreta. Her brother has been at war for furries to have the same rights as humans.
The markings are based off one of my hamsters, Dominae (May he rest in peace)