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Happy Halloween 2024 by family_staralternate_emailAnimalsAnimals89435883

posted 2 months ago, edited 2 months ago

The Headless Horse is in a standing pose because I'm inexperienced when it comes to drawing horses.

Original description:

"Hi, I've been busy lately. That's why I haven't posted in two months. Well, happy Halloween. I have mixed feelings about dA, yet I can't leave...

Now, about the picture, I started it on Tuesday because I procrastinated until I didn't want to do it anymore, until the week of Halloween rolled around and then my inspiration suddenly came back on Tuesday. The style of the picture is meant to be resemble those 18th-19th century newspaper illustrations and wood engravings. The Headless Horse's outfit is based off of a Hessian uniform, since that's what he originally was when he was still alive. Heh, a Hessian horse! You know, this is what the first time I've drawn a horse in years. He probably took me the longest to draw. Anyways, Mudfoot there is dressed as Ichabod [Let's call her Ichafoot!]. Like Ichabod, she's not too happy about running into The Headless Horse. In fact, she's horrified and is running away with her tail between her legs in the opposite direction. Luckily for her, the Headless Horseman is a gentleman and is giving her get a head start before chasing after her. Don't worry, hyenas have lots of stamina, she'll escape.

P.S. This drawing killed my Sharpie... {Faints}"

(Originally posted 10/31/24)

2024 animal equine forest halloween headless headlesshorseman horse hyena jackolantern mammal mammalia mammalian mudfoothyena pumpkin sharpie sleepyhollow spottedhyena traditionalart

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