Drawing of the month: March (Patreon)

-- English --

Drawing of the month of March chosen by my patrons.

Dark Pup went out for night surveillance on him and encountered a group of robbers robbing a bank. Without thinking twice he threw himself at them and, one by one, he neutralized them. It's a shame that he never listened to whoever was inside the truck. When he began to tie up the thieves, the latter knocked him out from behind leaving him KO on the ground.

It wasn't long until Marcus woke up from his restful sleep. The point is that, there was something different, apparently he could not move his legs or arms and, when he wanted to speak, only muffled murmurs came out of his mouth. While he slept (so to speak), they tied him up, gagged him, and put him inside the bank safe. No matter how hard he tried, no one listened to him, only very low sounds came out of his place but that did not stop Dark and, as his restrictions allowed, he began to push the door of the safe.

Incredibly and, against all odds, he manages to open it (evidently the thieves only supported it), and between grunts and anger he crawled out in search of his captors but they had already fled. The night is young, surely Marcus manages to remove his restraints and go after them (I hope), but if he uses those broken glass on the floor to cut the ropes that bind him.

Little story that accompanies this night of work for DarkPup. I hope you like it

-- Español --

Dibujo del mes de Marzo elegido por mis mecenas. 

Dark Pup salio para su vigilancia nocturna y se encontro con un grupo de ladrones atracando un banco. Sin pensarlo dos veces se lanzo contra ellos y, uno a uno, los fue neutralizando. Es una lastima que nunca escuchara al que estaba dentro de la camioneta. Cuando empezo a atar a los ladrones, este ultimo, lo noquea por detras dejandolo K.O en el suelo.

No paso mucho tiempo hasta que Marcus despertara de su sueño reparador. El asunto es que, habia algo diferente, por lo visto no podia mover sus piernas ni sus brazos y, a la hora de querer hablar, solo salian murmullos ahogados de su boca. Mientras dormia (por decirlo de alguna forma), lo ataron, amordazaron y metieron dentro de la caja fuerte del banco. Por mas que lo intentara nadie lo escuchaba, solo salian sonidos muy bajaos de su lugar pero eso no detuvo a Dark y, como se lo permitían sus restricciones, empezó a empujar la puerta de la caja fuerte.

Increíblemente y, contra todo pronostico, consigue abrirla (evidentemente los ladrones solo la apoyaron), y entre gruñidos y enojo salio arrastrandoce en busca de sus captores pero estos ya se habian dado a la fuga. La noche es joven, seguro Marcus consigue quitarse sus restricciones he ir tras ellos (espero), mas si usa esos cristales rotos que hay en el piso para cortar las sogas que lo atan.

Pequeña historia que acompaña esta noche de trabajo para DarkPup. Espero les guste