Ever been REALLY vulking depressed? Drained yourself SO dry for the people around you that you feel that there is NOTHING left and that noone gives a damn? Yeeeeeeeah. This is what happens when an art-inclined idiot feels like that. Mewse decided to distract me and got me to start drawing. It worked. I got rid of so much of my frustration with the set of 3 pictures I did. This was the first. I think I liked it better as a sketch, but I wanted to color it. So here it is. Mewse, my muse, protecting my little battered self.