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doodle I turned into a grey scale painting

doodle on paper, painting on Sai

in other news I went to a water park yesterday. it was lots of fun, i spent most of the time spraying little kids with this water gun thing. i felt bad when i sprayed their faces but it was hilarious and i had like, 8 kids gathered around me. lol kids are weird. 
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-comic or short story idea-

(name ideas: shor, shred, krarsh, hawsh, sika, goshar, and other primitive, harsh sounding names)

There is a a wolf that was born basically invincible; bullets cannot pierce his skin, nor can claws. He is the leader of his pack and he puts himself in the open to deter hunters from his pack mates. He vows to kill any hunters who shoot at him or his packmates; he only kills those who are evil. He does not hate humans, he hates those who take joy in killing.

scenario (main wolf character does not have name yet, so MWC (main wolf character) will be place holder)

out with packmates when suddenly he hears hound dogs. "Back to the den, now! There's hounds" he screams as he runs towards the sounds and his fellow wolves run back to the den. Three hound dogs burst into the scene (the way they talk is very unintelligent sounding, very broken english) 

"We found prey!" the darkest colored hound shouts. "Master, Master come quick!!" the second one screams. The third one, the smallest one, stands to the side as the two others begin jumping and gnawing on MWC. 

"Hello hounds, how are you today?"(main wolf character) says calmly. "Do not talk, stand still!" the biggest one shouts. 
"Do not hurt me, and I will not hurt you. I will kill you if I have to, but my pack just ate so your body will go to the buzzards" MWC says.

"Kill us? Three versus one, and master has thunder stick!" the biggest one said "it will kill you quick fast, BOOM! dead! haha!" the second one said. "Master will be here soon, I hear him" the smallest one said. "Master come, you be dead, and he give us you bones! mmm" the second one chimed in.

"If I have to kill you, I will" MWC said. The biggest hound once again laughed and said "just try! you no ma-" but before he could finish his sentence, MWC had already torn out his throat. The second one, the brown colored one, let out an angry howl as he lunged at MWC, aiming for his throat. With lighting speed, MWC grabbed the hound by the snout and bit down. Hard. He then tossed the crumpled remains of the hound, its lower jaw hanging grotesquely, it's eyes slipping out of it's sockets. 

"Once again, I will not kill those who do not harm. Will you fight, or do what is right?" he asked the third hound, who was trembling a few paces from him. "I do not enjoy killing... Master tells me to kill so I do, but master is wrong... they are wrong as well...i not fight."

"We don't have to fight. I would be glad to let you live" as he finished his sentence, he could hear the voices of men coming closer.

"haha yeah I hear 'em! got something big I reckon!". The voices suddenly stopped when they heard them come across the body of the biggest hound, the one with the throat torn out. 

"God dammit, look what some monster did to Charlie!! shit!" one of the men, the biggest, yelled as he examined the body. His eyes then surveyed the area and found the body of the hound whose skull was crushed. The second man then ambled into the scene. When he saw what happened, he just stared, his mouth agape.

"And Rowdy, too? I'll kill that damned beast, I'll kill-" he stopped mid-sentence when he saw the huge, grey wolf standing just beside the last hound. The two men didn't hesitate for a second, and raised their rifles.

"Now you may want to stand back, humans go down quick but it's a bit messy. They thrash" MWC said with a forced smile as he began toward the larger pale man. Just then, he pulled the trigger, sending a bullet straight for MWC's skull. It bounced off harmlessly.

"What the hell?" one of the man yelled as the bigger man again pulled the trigger, twice, thrice, four times. Each doing absolutely nothing. The second man refilled his ammunition, but he was shaking so hard all the bullets were falling to the the ground.

"You will not hurt another innocent creature!" MWC said as he lept on the bigger man, ending him quickly with a bite to the throat. Before the man's body hit the ground, MWC was going for the next man.

The second man fired another three shots at MWC before he knocked him to the ground, latching onto his face with his jaws. He screamed for a little while, his guttural yells muffled by MWC's choke-hold, then stopped moving.

He breathed heavily as he let go of  the man's limp body, blood staining his grey muzzle. "I regret having do to that, but these humans... they need to be stopped. If we make them fear the forest, they will stop coming"

"I... I agree. Master treat me bad, he treat all us bad. He not care for us, just "kill it" and "be quiet". That all he said to me" the small hound said with a sad expression. "Where I go now? Master feed me. Keep me in cage" she finished.

"I would be happy to ask you to join my pack" MWC said, coming closer to her. "You'll like our pack; we treat eachother as equals. Whats your name?"

"Master called me Keebler." she said. MWC tried to contain his laughter at hearing that name, but it was hard. "How about we call you Keeb for short?" he said with a chuckle.

"I would like that lots" Keeb said, her tail wagging as her and the giant grey wolf walked toward their den.