Werewolf Sunset Unfinished
(i've been working on this for weeks, and i still have another person and the background to draw! curse my impatience! )
(oh, and she's a werewolf. hence the freaky eyes, lol.)
“Where are we?” I asked.
“We just passed Asheville a few minutes ago,” Crig replied, and I was relieved to find that his voice sounded like his own.
“Where are we stopping?” I ventured.
He held out the folded map without looking at me.
“Choose a city,” he told me, “Better make it someplace close, it’s getting late.”
I opened up the large paper, searching for Asheville. It was in bold, and slightly larger than some of the other cities. I traced my finger along the interstate line and stopped at a random point.
“Hendersonville,” I said
“Which exit do I take?”
“This—no, the one after this one.”
I glanced out the window; the sun was coming dangerously close to the horizon.
"He has my father's eyes..."
"Gomez, take those out of his mouth!"