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Sketch I've been working on. I had a really weird dream a while ago that was inspired for this; the horse looks exactly like Shadowfax from Lord of the Rings. This was so much fun to draw!!!! ^^ I'm very happy with how the horse turned out, I'm usually not very good w/ animals...

Anyway; I really screwed up his hand, and the lead-rope and bridle over his shoulder look really crappy. >.< I had nothing to look at when I was drawing that part. I'm going to try and redo that when I go out to the stables tomorrow... His shirt is really bad too now that I really look at it. Shading is smudgy, so sue me. I just wanted to get a pic up, I'm going to try and CG it. 'Try' being the keyword there, good luck to me.

I still don't have a scanner so I had to take a digital pic. And I didn't get photoshop for my birthday I was really mad. Now I have to pay for it. I got a job this summer that pays $50 a week, I should have enough by the end of the summer. I'm going to do all of my pics! ^_^ Happy thoughts to look forward to.

So yeah, I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, Ryou, or Shadowfax.... (who that isn't supposed to be, but looks exatctly like as him, I believe I already said that though....)

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Horse clip today!!!! ^^ From the sequal to 'The Viking Brothers' found on aff.net 'Avaldamon' is Marik's horse. He's pure black, if I had to guess around 17-18 hands. Yeah, that big. Huge but beautiful horse. Raised and trained by Marik himself so.... yeah... take a wild guess what his horse is like. So anyway, this clip is just Marik checking up on his horse and being... well... Marik.... (And letting his horse cause some mayhem instead of him for a person he hates.... last name being Oddvar)

Marik and Avaldamon stood at the far corner of the horse range, watching the owners and their horses. The stallions were brought for fighting and the mares were brought for racing. Marik folded his arms and leaned over the fence. He took a sip of his ale and held it for Avaldamon to finish the rest. Avaldamon quickly gulped the rest down with his large tongue, almost knocking the mug from Marik’s grip.

“So, how’s life on the range?” Marik asked his horse who just neighed. “Good to hear it. Hm, there’s lots of pretty mares this year, huh?” Avaldamon snorted and stomped his hoof a few times in the dirt. “You ready for some fighting? Bright and early tomorrow, my friend.” The horse snorted. “Yeah, I hear ya. I don’t understand why these games have to start so early in the fucking morning! I don’t believe in a dawn.” Marik looked back out into the range and saw one of the Oddvar twins, he didn’t know which, feeding some carrots to his mare. That’s when Marik got a devilish idea. Sometimes revenge can come in such small ways yet have a large impact!

“Check out the legs and coloring on that bitch.” Avaldamon looked at the mare and neighed. “She looks young...about four or five. Pure white too.” Avaldamon stomped his front hooves. “Perfect age for the plucking, wouldn’t you say?” The horse snorted and swished his tail around. The Oddvar twin stroked the mare on her nose before turning to leave. Marik and Avaldamon followed the man with their eyes, waiting for him to be out of sight. Once he was gone, Marik gave a sharp slap to Avaldamon’s backside. “Go make some babies!” Avaldamon took off in a trot, his head held high and his tail propped up. “At-a boy!”

Description
Sketch I've been working on. I had a really weird dream a while ago that was inspired for this; the horse looks exactly like Shadowfax from Lord of the Rings. This was so much fun to draw!!!! ^^ I'm very happy with how the horse turned out, I'm usually not very good w/ animals...

Anyway; I really screwed up his hand, and the lead-rope and bridle over his shoulder look really crappy. >.< I had nothing to look at when I was drawing that part. I'm going to try and redo that when I go out to the stables tomorrow... His shirt is really bad too now that I really look at it. Shading is smudgy, so sue me. I just wanted to get a pic up, I'm going to try and CG it. 'Try' being the keyword there, good luck to me.

I still don't have a scanner so I had to take a digital pic. And I didn't get photoshop for my birthday I was really mad. Now I have to pay for it. I got a job this summer that pays $50 a week, I should have enough by the end of the summer. I'm going to do all of my pics! ^_^ Happy thoughts to look forward to.

So yeah, I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, Ryou, or Shadowfax.... (who that isn't supposed to be, but looks exatctly like as him, I believe I already said that though....)

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Horse clip today!!!! ^^ From the sequal to 'The Viking Brothers' found on aff.net 'Avaldamon' is Marik's horse. He's pure black, if I had to guess around 17-18 hands. Yeah, that big. Huge but beautiful horse. Raised and trained by Marik himself so.... yeah... take a wild guess what his horse is like. So anyway, this clip is just Marik checking up on his horse and being... well... Marik.... (And letting his horse cause some mayhem instead of him for a person he hates.... last name being Oddvar)

Marik and Avaldamon stood at the far corner of the horse range, watching the owners and their horses. The stallions were brought for fighting and the mares were brought for racing. Marik folded his arms and leaned over the fence. He took a sip of his ale and held it for Avaldamon to finish the rest. Avaldamon quickly gulped the rest down with his large tongue, almost knocking the mug from Marik’s grip.

“So, how’s life on the range?” Marik asked his horse who just neighed. “Good to hear it. Hm, there’s lots of pretty mares this year, huh?” Avaldamon snorted and stomped his hoof a few times in the dirt. “You ready for some fighting? Bright and early tomorrow, my friend.” The horse snorted. “Yeah, I hear ya. I don’t understand why these games have to start so early in the fucking morning! I don’t believe in a dawn.” Marik looked back out into the range and saw one of the Oddvar twins, he didn’t know which, feeding some carrots to his mare. That’s when Marik got a devilish idea. Sometimes revenge can come in such small ways yet have a large impact!

“Check out the legs and coloring on that bitch.” Avaldamon looked at the mare and neighed. “She looks young...about four or five. Pure white too.” Avaldamon stomped his front hooves. “Perfect age for the plucking, wouldn’t you say?” The horse snorted and swished his tail around. The Oddvar twin stroked the mare on her nose before turning to leave. Marik and Avaldamon followed the man with their eyes, waiting for him to be out of sight. Once he was gone, Marik gave a sharp slap to Avaldamon’s backside. “Go make some babies!” Avaldamon took off in a trot, his head held high and his tail propped up. “At-a boy!”