So I both kinda like this pic but at the same am also kinda pissed I didn't have time to put in the same level of detail that went into the first incarnation of this beastie
|: I do like the colors and composition on this one a lot more, though the scanner really butchered the background. Also tried a new technique with the shading that I think I'm gonna carry over into all my pictures from now on <:
Can yoooouuuu find all three human artifacts in this picture? Whenever I show this to people they point out two of them just fine, but they always miss the biggest one x)
Ingredients: ink, watercolors, coloring pencils, and marker.
More on the beastie below.
-------------The hippocampus in a mostly underwater herbivore, perfectly at home scuttling about the shallows to nibble on the seaweed that grows there. They are rarely found more than a mile from some kind of shore. Every now and then they clamber about on land to graze, and the smaller ones will sometimes even venture up fovin trees to get at the sweet coconut-like fruit they produce. Many people living near an ocean can attest to having found at least one shuffling through their yard. Sometimes, rather than climbing down a tree, the hippocampus will first ball itself up and drop down onto the roof of a nearby house before slithering away.
Hippocampuses are not aggressive creatures by any means and completely ignore any humans they might encounter while feeding. However, they are still major hazards at beaches where the occasional unsuspecting swimmer might gash open a limb on one of the many protective spikes lining their backs. Amputations can even occur when a finger or toe accidentally slips between the chinks in the hippocampuss bony armor and, startled by the sensation, the creature tenses and jerks away, pinching the unfortunate digit between the blade-like edges of its scales. Needless to say, beaches are usually cleared when swimmers spot the telltale yellow stakes jutting up from the water.
While the yellow edges and spikes of their armor are hard, the brown is slightly flexible and is more like rubber on the great tail plates and swimmerets. This enables the hippocampus to swim off the ocean floor for short distances, but they usually just scuttle along its bottom, either dragging their bellies or standing like the subject here. When attacked, the hippocampus either rolls itself into a ball or flattens its sensitive underside into the sand, presenting its attacker with a defense of spikes.
Most live to be about forty years old. Hippocampuses grow all their life; at birth they are the size of an arm, but by death some can be the length of two school buses. Mating occurs every fall and the females give birth to two or three live young.