So, after feckin’ forever, I did it. Well, that’s to say, I stopped not doing it.
 
I’m tired. Of everything. But I guess that’s life. Have a pony, maybe it will help. I find her cute and personally? It’s my best work so far.
 
I’m done with this picture and I am shattered right now. I had to draw that lens flare, by the way. Well, okay, I didn’t have to, but I wanted to, damn it! The only things done with automatic-type brushes is the grass, leaves and distant white in the mountains.
 
You can check out this character’s story in Chaos Theory: Lone Wolf on FimFiction if you want. Or don’t. I don’t really care. There’s a new chapter almost up, if that interests you.
 
Better up than off. Peace.