"They slink forward, tails squirming under and ahead of their legs. Mottled scales cover their bodies, and the clawed mouth at the tip of their tails snaps forward, teeth coming together in a violent crunch. Their small arms, stubby and weak, reach out. Even the spines that protrude from their backs quiver as their thick legs move them forward. The small portions of their skin that isn’t covered in scales is the colour of old blood. Their flesh is rotting, and the stench that comes off them is thick enough to overpower the smell of the fire. The creatures don’t seem to have true faces; only a mouth attached to a tail."

Concept art for my friend's novella :>