Thrown to the wolves
"The livestock guardian would hold it's own under moonlight, to fight for the flock inside the barns keep. In the face of the fox he would remain victorious. To the wolves would it throw itself under pasture, the first meal of beasts that would take their fill from the flock one at a time until none remained."
Companion piece to Purplefirekitty's fic "A ring of Pain" (Found here) I've had the urge to do a "classically painted" animals and in discord purple mentioned something too good to miss. Please forgive the sheep quality, I've seen two up close, refused references and did it purely from memory.
this is epic woo








