#i crashed

I’ve been doodling dinosaur sketches lately, apparently it’s something I can do.

Maybe if you guys are lucky enough I’ll post some majestic Dino Doodles for all of you.

For now only the other horsemen will view the dinosaurs.

You know, the dinosaurs and I go way back, it’s quite a comedic story how we met. I decided it had been a rather long time since I was especially social so I decided I’d go crashing a party. And since that day the dinosaurs and I have been dear friends. It’s been a while since I’ve hang out with those old lads, I should say hi, you guys would’ve loved to met them.

       “Mate, I get it, you want to impress the new familiar at work, but you don’t even know the girl...boy...?” Danny rolled off, unsure of the gender of Essie’s familiar. Just because she was a girl didn’t mean her familiar was, hell, maybe it was genderfluid, familiars definitely had that capacity in his mind. “Whatever, you can’t make me do that gross kale shot every morning.” Yet he’d done it that morning, because he wanted the faerie to think he was a cool one too.

        His steps were light as he descended the stairs of his apartment building and pushed out the door, his deputy uniform on but not entirely put together. He was still doing up buttons as he turned the corner to head down the alley. His building didn’t have parking spots so he parked on the street behind. Yet, as he and Steve, his wallaby familiar, turned to head down there they quite immediately spotted someone spraying the wall.

        “Oi!” Danny let out on instinct, too surprised by what they saw to really be threatening. With his arm raised he had to think this wasn’t real. Who went around doing graffiti these days? Least on private property. You could make money off it after all, if you were good, maybe they were just one of those lazy kids who just tagged shit with pictures of dicks. “What you think your doing there?” Danny asked, Steve actively hoping faster to get close to the criminal.

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