“Habibi stood looking down at the encampment below. There were too many of them. She could handle maybe 10 at a time, 15 with her horse, but the 100-odd troops below guarding the palace entrance would need something other than a frontal attack. Thoughts raced through her mind. She needed to think of something fast, before her horse decided to eat all of her hair”.
A new digital doodle for you. It’s what I do with the little free time I have.