Trapped and Cornered

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The narrow space made Kelsey worried. He had trashed around
for hours before he finally gave up and laid still in the small box
which prevented him from moving since his belly was pressed
down to the cold bottom and his fluke had no room to be
swayed to any side. He could only turn his head and lift it
slightly. But not enough so he would spy over the still surface.
He heard a thundering sound in a distance and wasn’t really sure
what it was. He breathed shortly and closed his blowhole again.

Several hours, he remained in this state. He heard everything
and nothing through the vibrations under him and through the
water which vibrated without stopping. He cried slightly out and
his voice echoed through the tiny space and died out without
any room to excel to farther distances. Where was he? What was
he doing her? He had odd things strapped beneath him under
his belly which had lead him down to this awful and dark place.
He suddenly got a new spark and slammed his head into a wall,
making the entire box vibrate dangerously. He lifted his fluke
upwards and shot it out of the water and down again. He
continued like this for a minute until he was tired again and
couldn’t go along any further. He was so tired and utterly
exhausted and he closed his eyes and hoped that he would leave
this place shortly.

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Kelsey has left his ocean... poor guy, and has been forced down to a container (which he has no idea what it is) to be shipped.

I rather like this picture. This was the first time I acctualy have drawn a acctual orca eye

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Tools & Info
Refferences: Google
Estimated time: About 1 hour
Tools: Wacom bamboo tablet & Photoshop CS5
Layers: About 6 layers
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