Eclipse

Selkah again. He needs a scrub and a brushing real bad.

He makes a mixed impression on the senses. On one hand, he's got hypnotic eyes and a voice like warm, buttery velvet. On the other, he radiates a creepy, unhealthy vibe that makes anyone with any intuition's skin crawl. Sometimes one will cancel the other out. Sometimes his presence is enough to make humans bolt like deer. Sometimes it keeps them rooted to the spot like deer in headlights. Either way, it's clear he's a predator.

Sharpie doodle. One of these days I'll color it. Maybe even tonight.