A rendition of Horndog D’s Devlin, present at a currently empty bar and preparing for his musical appearance. He is very much indulging in his cheeky and slightly hedonistic nature, and as such, he might be showing a bit more during the performance than is expected.
And there the jackal goes, unbuckling his designer belt and letting the D drop, filling up the place with pheromones and varying degrees of excitement. Let us hope Devlin manages to keep his yearning erection under control once his actual musical performance takes place.
The paintings are a part of a deal I’ve settled upon with Horndog, for which Marcella’s diary will be much more polished in its final version. Painting his jackal fursona was a very pleasant project, I have to say.
