A colour version of my Umbird - unfortunately, the scanner messed up some of the colour. this one was in oil pastel. This was a bird from a dream I had a couple of days ago (hence the curtains - I was hiding inside), which I've drawn here in charcoal, looking out of a window into the storm. Called an Umbird just because that's what the people in my dream told me it was called. :) It's basically a storm bird, it flies in the thickest, darkest storms, where the clouds are all black and purple looking. The Umbird has somewhat otherworldly eyes - he looks at somewhere other than here. He would fly with the Wild Hunt, but he's older than that. He brings the deepest, darkest storms, and is to be regarded with fear, and awe.