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XanderShadow, who had the heart to give a downtrodden yinglet a cozy home.
Losing a shell-tooth is a complicated and dangerous experience for a yinglet. The teeth are mostly nerveless, and are made to re-grow if broken, but it still takes over a month for a new tooth to grow back. In this time, they lose their primary method of opening their main food source (shelled mollusks), and must rely on friends to help them in this time.
The tooth also doubles as their main argument-settler and/or defensive measure, so this is a very vulnerable period for them. Those who can afford cheap craftsmanship will often have a false tooth crafted in rock or bone to act as a temporary replacement.
However, many yinglets lack any coin or skills to offer in return, and some lack good enough friends to be their caretakers for so long. Like this unfortunate one.
After a week of swallowing unpalatable 'foods' off the streets, this yinglet finds himself starving, weak, and the color of his eyes turning dull and muddy; a very bad sign, indicating a yinglet is often past the point of recovery.
So when a well-dressed gentleman of unknown species approaches him, offering food and shelter, he is at first terrified, knowing he has nothing to offer in return, so the stranger is more than likely to demand a terrible price that he must work off for the rest of his life.
He is then confused when the stranger declines to demand a price, instead saying that his company is enough. He slowly begins to understand as the gentleman sees that he is fed, brushed and cleaned, and finally has a replacement tooth forged from fine silver, along with a matching collar.
Days later, the lucky yinglet hops atop his new master's lap and lovingly nuzzles his head into his master's massive tuft of neck fur, still almost unable to believe he has been found by such a kind, intelligent person to take care of him. As the fire warms them both, the yinglet vows never to take for granted his fortune, his new family, and his first true friend.
XanderShadow, who had the heart to give a downtrodden yinglet a cozy home.Losing a shell-tooth is a complicated and dangerous experience for a yinglet. The teeth are mostly nerveless, and are made to re-grow if broken, but it still takes over a month for a new tooth to grow back. In this time, they lose their primary method of opening their main food source (shelled mollusks), and must rely on friends to help them in this time.
The tooth also doubles as their main argument-settler and/or defensive measure, so this is a very vulnerable period for them. Those who can afford cheap craftsmanship will often have a false tooth crafted in rock or bone to act as a temporary replacement.
However, many yinglets lack any coin or skills to offer in return, and some lack good enough friends to be their caretakers for so long. Like this unfortunate one.
After a week of swallowing unpalatable 'foods' off the streets, this yinglet finds himself starving, weak, and the color of his eyes turning dull and muddy; a very bad sign, indicating a yinglet is often past the point of recovery.
So when a well-dressed gentleman of unknown species approaches him, offering food and shelter, he is at first terrified, knowing he has nothing to offer in return, so the stranger is more than likely to demand a terrible price that he must work off for the rest of his life.
He is then confused when the stranger declines to demand a price, instead saying that his company is enough. He slowly begins to understand as the gentleman sees that he is fed, brushed and cleaned, and finally has a replacement tooth forged from fine silver, along with a matching collar.
Days later, the lucky yinglet hops atop his new master's lap and lovingly nuzzles his head into his master's massive tuft of neck fur, still almost unable to believe he has been found by such a kind, intelligent person to take care of him. As the fire warms them both, the yinglet vows never to take for granted his fortune, his new family, and his first true friend.
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Man, isn't it? That was my reaction; I make some scrappy little streetrat-things for a story, and Xander approached me and said, (summarized) "I will give you money to draw my character doing something nice for one."
On my end of the computer, I immediately went "Awwww, that's so nice!"
On my end of the computer, I immediately went "Awwww, that's so nice!"
And while we live in a much more understanding age, it's often easy to forget that compassion for those deemed "lesser" by society is a concept that took enormous amounts of time to develop (and then, only in select cultures)!
While today our reactions to things like vampires and werewolves (and yinglets) are more "Hey, interesting! I'd like to have a friendly interaction with one," than "BUUUUUURN THE ABOMINATION," you have to keep in mind that that's historically a pretty recent perspective!
While today our reactions to things like vampires and werewolves (and yinglets) are more "Hey, interesting! I'd like to have a friendly interaction with one," than "BUUUUUURN THE ABOMINATION," you have to keep in mind that that's historically a pretty recent perspective!
It's super-ironic, really! Our psychological sense of tribalism (i.e. forming strong mental bonds with those in one's chosen group and otherizing different groups) was actually incredibly important for humanity back when we were just hunter-gatherers, and is a huge part of the reason we survived long enough to develop civilization in the first place! But now that we're past that stage, it's the single biggest roadblock to universal understanding and harmony.
Put another way, it's like taking a Level 1 skill that makes the first 10 levels or so a breeze, but when you're level 70 you can't get rid of it since it's part of your core build and now it's totally holding you back.
Put another way, it's like taking a Level 1 skill that makes the first 10 levels or so a breeze, but when you're level 70 you can't get rid of it since it's part of your core build and now it's totally holding you back.
Yeah; it's common enough to just pick one up as a house servant/slave/pet/etc, but Xander here clearly has his heart in it.
And yinglets are one of the many interesting and smelly species that inhabit Val Salia; they play a big part in the comic that I mainly use this account for. Give it a read, if you're at all interested!
And yinglets are one of the many interesting and smelly species that inhabit Val Salia; they play a big part in the comic that I mainly use this account for. Give it a read, if you're at all interested!
You always go into such great detail of your species, from weaknesses to being sick and explaining things well ahead of time.
If I was that small I'd be damned scared as well at what someone would want from me. In order for them to even want to lift a finger
to help me at all. I love your species I love the detail you go into it.
This yinglet is lucky to have a good person to find him.
Also wonderful piece of art Valsalia
If I was that small I'd be damned scared as well at what someone would want from me. In order for them to even want to lift a finger
to help me at all. I love your species I love the detail you go into it.
This yinglet is lucky to have a good person to find him.
Also wonderful piece of art Valsalia
I have a "problem" of overthinking things; which is good, in that knowing yinglets so well makes them easy to write, but that also means that there's a ton of info in my head, and I can only fit so much into a page (and/or under-picture text).
And yeah; yinglets do have a perfectly good reason to have evolved to be so paranoid and jumpy; they're only really safe when grouped together, and are often tricked (because they're very easy to trick) by the more mature species who want something from them.
It actually takes a good amount of courage to talk to the average person, when they're easily able to punt you down the street without much effort.
And yeah; yinglets do have a perfectly good reason to have evolved to be so paranoid and jumpy; they're only really safe when grouped together, and are often tricked (because they're very easy to trick) by the more mature species who want something from them.
It actually takes a good amount of courage to talk to the average person, when they're easily able to punt you down the street without much effort.
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