Summer Days, Drifting Away

'He reclined on what was now 'his' rock, blissfully indulging the heat. Had he chosen another spot, his silver trophy around his neck would have pinched his slowly-developing mane with the warmth of the sun, any other place would leave him with those bothersome goosebumps. Yes, he had picked the perfect spot, and knowing so made his contentment even more tranquil.'


Well, I've finally finished a background I promised :')
I didn't think I'd go so much into it though, I'd usually give up after making the lineart :') Even so, I very much hope you like it, a months+ work is quite rare with me but I don't hope I can do it again and maybe in an even quicker time