FASA 365 Day 81 Un Named… again.
I don’t know what to call this fuzzy little guy. I only know. He EATS day 80.
Gliding on air currents with his disproportionate wings until his prey is spotted. The wings then fold back, and he slices downward and into the crown of the creature now designated as day 80.
The wings are then quite adept at blocking any defensive postureing by Day 80.
Artist note: The folks I was with yesterday, I was with today… all day and they would not let me NOT create ‘SOMETHING’ that could kill what fed their nightmares from yesterday to today… yur welcome.