“After Tobol could think clearly again, he noticed that his fur was stained by blood. For a while he had longed this moment to come. Just, after it had passed and his aggressions have flown away, he felt desolate and began to whine. Although he got his revenge, nothing would be like the time before he participate the war. The enemy he wished to be dead was killed, but he failed his mission protecting the person he loved the most.
Distressed he looked up to the grey sky and felt the warm breath getting taken away by the icy wind. “Why”, the German shepherd mix thought and laid back his ears, while his whole body began to tremble of exhaustion, “Why does it have to end like that? Where shall I go now? I wish I had been a better guardian…”
Tools: PhotoshopCS2, tablet
Time: Some days? But drawn over weeks.
Tobol - "1942 - You are my Enemy" (c) *25Nanao16