''Am I getting you mad?
Really, are you scared?
Do you run for cover?
Do you cower in fear?
Do you think I care?
Do you think I'm stressed?
Well, I'll leave it as a puzzle peice.
For you to figure out.''
What the heck am I supposed to call those scrambles of words? A POEM? No? Bleh. xD
Well, this got me at a moment when I was really agiatated. It only took me 20-35 minutes, I guess. Ask Blood, she pretty much was there watching me draw the whole thing.
:3
The fire sucks. I know. Blood tried to put a little smiley face, but I wouldn't let her. >UU
Ramona's mad, she's trying to escape her pack, she doesn't know what to do anymore, and she just feels hopeless.
That black stuff in the background is supposed to be SMOKE.
*Cough. Smoke.*
Why is there fire?
Cause I FELT like it. xD
Those little whadayacallits near Ra's head are 'Anger Marks.' Yea, I know Don't ask. They look like little red lightning strikes, dont they? xD
I wrote long.
Anywho. . . . .