A watercolor/ Digital piece from a scene in my novel, entitled Wisdom. This is the main character, Keith, an albino shape-shifter. Though he probably wouldn't be smiling for the camera in the book, he's come to the river that marks the boundaries between his kind's territory and humans. The decision to leave his family is difficult. To cross would mean exile. But to stay would prevent him from seeking allies in the human realms in order to defeat a growing Darkness coming from the South. The pressure's on. Will he cross?