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CrossRoad Art-Bear Pettigrew
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A slumbering cryptid, a pale creature in the dark, an artist of characters u shouldn’t like but worryingly do. They/Them No AI/ No NF🫖’s 🍁 www.patreon.com/crossroadart (if u want to feed the lurking shadow) 🍂 bio.link/crossroadart
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Congratulations on 10k! 🎉🎉🎉😲 Thank you so much for the art share 😆 I’m Bear, a cryptid in a hurry, a fantasy illustrator and creator of ‘The Henchmen’s Guide’. Here is my art feed for anyone that wants to look at more of my art 👹 bsky.app/profile/did:...

A young squire, with a focused expression and magic stone legs that glow blue through spiralling engravings, is crossing a fast running stream in a brown grassy plain surrounded by mountains. His pants are rolled up past his knees and he is holding his shoes. He is followed by a centaur companion that is looking away from the viewer towards a far off flock of birds in the distant landscape, which is blanketed by an overcast sky and a thin rain.
A painting looking down on a centaur and a squire, laying on their back in the long grass and talking. It is the darker hour of the dawn. The centaur, Rowan, is listening, appearing content, with his arms folded behind his head, quietly interested in whatever the young squire, named Arley, is getting off his chest. Arley has taken his shoes off, exposing his magic stone feet, which cross over each other in a manner mirrored by his hands that are also crossed on top of each other and rested on his chest.
A bay centaur with the unbridled enthusiasm of an uncle, gleefully galloping across a flowery meadow under a blue sky. His arms are wide and his mouth is open is a joyous cry to the vast open plains. On his back a squire hugs the centaurs waist and is holding on for dear life. The squire wears a small bit of chainmail over his shoulders, a blue cowl with the hood down, a cape, a red and blue surcoat over a pale grey thinny padded gambeson, trousers and boots. He is not a good rider. He is scared of horses and knows you should never ride centaurs regardless of what the centaur says. But there is no arguing with Rowan and absolutely no stopping him when he’s like this.
The sun breaks through a forest of silver birch trees in their autumn foliage and over a misty blue stream being crossed by two centaurs. They’re breathing a warmly lit fog into the cool air and the ripples left by their hooves are the only disturbance on the water that floats a few gold and orange leaves on its surface. The first centaur is pale grey with long black hair, well below their hip and covering their eyes. They wear a garland of mushrooms of a species that can rightly be surmise by the easy manner of the centaur, with their arms folded behind their head in a lazy stretch as they stare into the canopy rather than where they are going. The following centaur looks used to this. He is bay brown, and contently follows with his arms to his sides.
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CrossRoad Art-Bear Pettigrew
@crossroadart.bsky.social
A slumbering cryptid, a pale creature in the dark, an artist of characters u shouldn’t like but worryingly do. They/Them No AI/ No NF🫖’s 🍁 www.patreon.com/crossroadart (if u want to feed the lurking shadow) 🍂 bio.link/crossroadart
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