Looks like someone just gave (Y)ingersoll a shiny clam. Such joy!

Sometimes, even I'm not sure what it is that I've commissioned, but Kieli did an excellent job of drawing whatever it is.

In space, nobody can hear you squeak.

Unless that space is also shiny.

And so is your spaceship.

And you're the same size as your spaceship and just being all sorts of snuggly.

Then everyone can hear you squeak.

YOMP

Inger shouldn't have left the sliding glass door to the beach open if they didn't want to wake up to a noodle sneaking in and nomping their muzzle. What a silly way to start the day.

Graflet's looking wonderful in his new (12) uniform. He's all set to finally be the first yinglet-taur in space. What do you suppose he'll get up to up there?

Sometimes, you just need to be one and a half dragons, you know?

Who wants to join Koay on her squeaky cushion? Plenty of room to spend cozy time wizh za hooflet.

Who ever said safety wasn't sexy never met the OSHAvali.