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The White December:Assignment 02

Having seriously glared at the photographer, snarled defiance at the cold and generally muttered incoherent remarks about just who was going to pay for this little idea, Mae somehow still managed to get ready for the photoshoot. If this was 'due to' or 'in spite of' certain...suggestions, it might never be known. The promise of hot choclate might have been involed. When she'd packed, she'd thought more "week in the wilderness" than "home for teatime" Her hot thermos was filled with warm nourishing soup (still tasted like paper after a day mind you) not chocolate. Her snacks were some teryaki flavoured jerky (and some horse treats for Rocky that could, if you were hungry enough, be nibbled on) and a selection of freezedried meals. She figured they were light enough to carry and with a foldup small couldron cup thingy, all you needed was fire and some water....and if there was one thing you weren't lacking on this trip, it'd be water. You were, literally, tripping over it each step of the way.

Of course, not everyone was intimidated by the small woman currently looking like the second cousin of a thundercloud (at least she wasn't likely to snow on them...) - mostly those who already knew her and had long figured out that if she was likely to want to hurt you, she'd be unlikely to grumble and grouch about it beforehand and were quite happy to drag her around, meeting new people, events and, yes...in this case, even cameras.

Others were simply not easily intimitated by nature...and were still deciding just which side of this strange person they should be taking seriously.

Some just thought she was being a silly little woman...

Snow and frozen mist down below...it's going to be a night involving a lot of shivering I suspect...or course, she could always stay warm by burning off some of the excess anger at having been made to participate in a "photoshoot". Knowing she was probably 'dragged kicking and screaming (not literally)' into this little endevour, anyone think their character would be stubborn, foolhardy or plain suicidal in making such an attempt? I'd love to do a collab if anyone's interested

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My snow is coming more and more alive every time I paint it...yay I really like how Rocky came out at well. I had some serious doubts after my first 30 minutes of colouring him...but he came out beautifully I think Must be one of the best paintings I've done with him...he's a tricky one to colour. Wish I could same the same thing for Mae's face *shudders* Originally the hood was supposed to face the 'other' way around...meh. First time I've drawn a decent looking rope bridle as well, so progress is being made...it's also taking a whole lot less time for me to draw these...something like this used to take several weeks before
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The White December:Assignment 02

Having seriously glared at the photographer, snarled defiance at the cold and generally muttered incoherent remarks about just who was going to pay for this little idea, Mae somehow still managed to get ready for the photoshoot. If this was 'due to' or 'in spite of' certain...suggestions, it might never be known. The promise of hot choclate might have been involed. When she'd packed, she'd thought more "week in the wilderness" than "home for teatime" Her hot thermos was filled with warm nourishing soup (still tasted like paper after a day mind you) not chocolate. Her snacks were some teryaki flavoured jerky (and some horse treats for Rocky that could, if you were hungry enough, be nibbled on) and a selection of freezedried meals. She figured they were light enough to carry and with a foldup small couldron cup thingy, all you needed was fire and some water....and if there was one thing you weren't lacking on this trip, it'd be water. You were, literally, tripping over it each step of the way.

Of course, not everyone was intimidated by the small woman currently looking like the second cousin of a thundercloud (at least she wasn't likely to snow on them...) - mostly those who already knew her and had long figured out that if she was likely to want to hurt you, she'd be unlikely to grumble and grouch about it beforehand and were quite happy to drag her around, meeting new people, events and, yes...in this case, even cameras.

Others were simply not easily intimitated by nature...and were still deciding just which side of this strange person they should be taking seriously.

Some just thought she was being a silly little woman...

Snow and frozen mist down below...it's going to be a night involving a lot of shivering I suspect...or course, she could always stay warm by burning off some of the excess anger at having been made to participate in a "photoshoot". Knowing she was probably 'dragged kicking and screaming (not literally)' into this little endevour, anyone think their character would be stubborn, foolhardy or plain suicidal in making such an attempt? I'd love to do a collab if anyone's interested

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My snow is coming more and more alive every time I paint it...yay I really like how Rocky came out at well. I had some serious doubts after my first 30 minutes of colouring him...but he came out beautifully I think Must be one of the best paintings I've done with him...he's a tricky one to colour. Wish I could same the same thing for Mae's face *shudders* Originally the hood was supposed to face the 'other' way around...meh. First time I've drawn a decent looking rope bridle as well, so progress is being made...it's also taking a whole lot less time for me to draw these...something like this used to take several weeks before
Ref:

Warmblood SportHorse_Pferdefest 2014_2