The girls' spirits formed a ring and gracefully floated among the stars.
The girl mindlessly gazed ahead, her eyes empty.
The multitude of mice reveled in their knowledge that they were taunting the large striped snake, but how could they be sure the snake wouldn't rise to the bait?
Talk about some serious brain freeze.
They tirelessly worked to build the perfect house among the trees.
These corn-husking huskies howl in the wind.
The enchanted fruits hopped about, eager to see what mischief they could make.
This poor frail little spider is patiently waiting for an unsuspecting insect to fall into its trap.
Kitty wants to be brighter than the moon. He perches on his swing in the night and peers into the distance.
A stripey raccoon stands under a redwood tree unaware. Windmills turn. Fish gasp. Stars shine. Fog rolls by. People keep moving. Days keep passing by.
The ever-elusive snow leopard DESPISES snow. His paws are always cold. What's a cat to do?
Belle so badly wanted to be a fierce and fire-breathing dragon, but there wasn't a mean bone in her body. She would have to settle for a goofy dragon costume instead.
Her already pale face had turned ashen. It looked like she had seen a ghost!
The creature stealthily navigated through the overgrown foliage, well aware it was expertly camouflaged.
The girl stumbled into a clearing in the forest and happened upon a massive creature. So the legends were true! The giant seemed to attempt to ease her anxiety by gesturing to the mushrooms on the forest floor. It was just foraging!
The wild beasts raced through the trees, leaves blowing in their wake.
The girl just wanted to ornament her tree with holiday appropriate decorations. It is only October, after all!
The clowder of cats were warned that the misfit opossums were not to be trusted. The cats were curious though...were they really that different? They all lived under the same sun.
On Saturday mornings, nothing brings Cat greater joy than slinging breakfast for all his fuzzy friends.
The other opossums waited for the third to quit playing dead and finish scurrying across the street, however they didn't understand that his middle had been smushed under the tread of a car!
Cat treasured his mouse. He loved watching him scurry. You can imagine his dismay when his little mouse stopped scurrying because Cat played a little too hard with Mouse.
Cat was broken-hearted without Mouse. It seemed he just couldn't go on because one morning, he just dropped dead. His lonely ghost rose from his body.
Cat dreamt of ancient times when humans worshiped the cat. That's how it should be! He wondered who he could find to feed him sardines and scratch his chin.
Opossum always wanted to be a ballerina. Everyone laughed at him and told him that marsupials are NOT ballerina material. He was determined to prove them wrong and practiced his pirouettes until he was too dizzy to stand.
Fish has been dreaming of his tasty fish flakes. It is really all he has to look forward to in his fishbowl. Is it almost dinnertime?? Meanwhile, Cat is patiently waiting for the perfect moment to scoop up Fish. He is in the mood for a special treat.
The forest animals warned her not to enter the forest, for strange creatures creeped, crawled, and slithered through its depths.
She tended to receive a multitude of strange looks when she wore her coat of arms. People questioned whether the coat was ethical or humane. They asked her where the arms came from. She didn't care. She felt fashionable.
Cat was tired of riding his stupid old broom. He longed to be more like the bats he saw flying in the clouds. He made his own wings and pretended that he too could fly.
The armless and injured gathered to protest the use of their arms for such frivolous fashion. A coat of arms, really!?
Cat had seen Mouse scurrying around his house. He decided he was going to catch Mouse--he wanted a furry friend. His intentions were not malicious in the least, but Mouse was still quite taken aback!
Peach was feeling fine and it was halloween after all!! She called all her fruity friends to organize a juicy night out. She was feeling ripe and ready to partay.
I decided to participate in Inktober and followed the "official" prompt list.
I have found this to be a very helpful exercise. The prompts motivate me to draw every day and push me to think of clever illustrations for words that do not always inspire me.
I have also been striving to create small stories for my drawings and develop a few characters that pop up repeatedly in my work.