A drawing I started yesterday and felt needed some coloring. The weather has been very pleasant where I am, and I wanted to have one of my ocs - who's quite the outdoorsman - enjoying nature🌳🌲. Also, I think this is the first time I've drawn an insect.
The bullfrogs peeked out of their dugout homes into the damp, morning air; Doves and Jarrik Longbeaks coo to each other to gather food for their young. A small waterfall poured gracefully into a small creek; Hrall stooped down to take a drink of the pure water. He looked around the verdant scene contentedly, and breathes deeply the cool morning air. "Freya be praised for her work," thought Hrall. "You cannot get peace like this in my camp."
A sudden snap of movement in a nearby bush instantly grabbed his attention, he crouched down and walked slowly to see what caused it. He wiped away a branch-
It was a Praying Mantis, eating a large fly in its pinchers.
A toothy smile spread on Hrall's face: he loved mantises of all kinds, more specifically, he loved the stories of them. As until then, he had never seen one in person before. Gently, he put forward his finger. It got on!
