
So one day an enterprising little yinglet, let's call him Stacey, decides to sneak into Indrel territory, cus those bug people've gotta be hiding *something* up in those mountains, right? I mean why else would they work so hard at keeping everyone from rooting around in their stuff?
Aint cus they dont want critters getting into their fetid pits of gelatinous exudate, thats for sure. Shit's gnarsty.
Just the way yinglets like it, apparently. So Stacey happened upon one of these unguarded sites and, uh, that happened. Then time passes and someone finds him and is stuck with the task of carting his butt back to his enclave, cus they dont like people rooting around in their stuff.
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Oh hey neat, another half-finished drawing from the Spanner. =3
Yingloidal blobs of flesh and heckin rad Indrel are two of the things that came out of
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Aint cus they dont want critters getting into their fetid pits of gelatinous exudate, thats for sure. Shit's gnarsty.
Just the way yinglets like it, apparently. So Stacey happened upon one of these unguarded sites and, uh, that happened. Then time passes and someone finds him and is stuck with the task of carting his butt back to his enclave, cus they dont like people rooting around in their stuff.
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Oh hey neat, another half-finished drawing from the Spanner. =3
Yingloidal blobs of flesh and heckin rad Indrel are two of the things that came out of

Category Artwork (Digital) / Fat Furs
Species Exotic (Other)
Gender Multiple characters
Size 991 x 1280px
File Size 161.6 kB
She could be back at home right now, unwinding with a nice hot cup of clawing holes into the side of a mountain, but nooo, the neighbor kids had to kick their ball into her yard, which is kind of a feat since they live on the other side of the friggin county. Sometimes it's tough to be a good neighbor.
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