Scrubb

Scrubb has never been one of the prettiest or smartest among his kind and it is because of this that the other dragons rather have nothing to do with him. Our bighearted friend has managed to make one friend though, whom he is very loyal to. Sadly his friend’s untimely death has separated the two.
When dragons die they turn to stone, though even that doesn’t protect them from grave robbers taken that claws, horns, wings and the like are worth a lot. Scrubbs friend has managed to put his paw on one horn though, preventing it from being taken, while Scrubb touches the other end of it, saying the words; “I’m sorry my friend, it seems these wings can’t carry me either to the stars to you…”
Scrubb believes that when creatures die their spirits gain wings and they fly up to the stars from where they look down at the living. Wanting to be with his friend again, Scrubb searches for ways to give himself wings so he could fly to the stars. But sadly not even the feathers he put in his back are strong enough to reunite them…

Made with bleu and black bigpens and ecoline.