As he arrived at the flight training grounds, a sleepy Artur had to stop suddenly to take in the sight. Lyra was there, all by herself, doing her morning routine, very much as usual. As he watched quietly as she stretched her arms up above her head, Artur observed her intently, as if seeing her for the first time. It was in the way she moved, the way her tail swooshed around, slowly, and the way the sun reflected off her dark fur... He was captivated.
"Enjoying the view?"
Artur immediately snapped out of it when he realized he had been caught staring; in an instant, all of his feathers puffed up in embarassment.
I kept this drawing relatively simple, I had a slight headache when making it and it was enough to distract me. I'm not that happy with it, but oh well, I can't do much about it.