And this is the piece where my supervisors at work learned I was a furry. Back when this was in the pencil stage in June I left my book in the breakroom overnight and the next day one of them handed it back to me with a smile saying "really cute drawings you have in there." HEH. NEET.

Donavik up late at night in the old camper pondering his life choices while Terry is fast asleep. This is probably the first piece where I drew him with his eye glass off, so you can see his lame-eye. Albeit there isn't much difference aside from the pupil is gone and it's all white.

Done with pencil, pen, paper, and eraser.
September 2013