“Eh, the dragon life’s not that bad.”
“I mean, it’s got its ups and downs, but it’s not all ‘hate and fear…’ ”
“*sigh*”
“Though I will say, it does wear on you sometimes.”
Artist’s Note: While working on this, I wondered for the first time what might have caused the Hobo Dragon to fall upon such hard times. Clearly he has some sort of material wealth (that’s a treasure chest in his bindle), so what’s stopping him from finding a nice lair and getting a good shave? Is there a bloodline of Hobo Dragons, or is he cursed to wander? Why in the world does he wear spats?
I have no good answers for these questions at the moment.