A rooster in plate armour stands on a rocky rise gripping a long spear, its comb and hackles raised, lightning tearing across the sky behind it.
Every feather is picked out in fine greyscale detail and the bird is holding the pose of a general. It belongs to a set of animals given full warrior treatment, drawn in dense greyscale with lightning behind them and no caption anywhere on the shirt.
A rooster was always going to take this the most seriously. Anyone who has kept chickens knows that the attitude in this picture is not exaggerated. For smallholders, for anyone who has been chased across a yard at six in the morning, and for the fantasy art shelf.
