A commission by  Valsalia of my original yinglet character. Yinglets are his creation and they're fun little ratbird things. There's a whole comic where they play a major role at "http://www.valsalia.com/".

His posting is here.

My description of Zavvat, slightly edited from what I sent to him:

Zavvat is a light grey yinglet with a few just-this-side-of-white spots along his tail. He has a tail-poof, about as large as a male's can get, but it wouldn't be mistaken for a female's. Despite this, he doesn't much act like the submissive/feminine type of yinglet, which sometimes causes some... misunderstandings. In all other respects he is unremarkable. He looks like a normal average yinglet.

Well, except for his size. Zavvat is unusually small. A normal yinglet is about 3' to 3'6" tall; Zavvat is about 1'10" (literally, about knee-high to a human), making him barely larger than the average non-sentient Lesser Yinglet. Unlike Shorty in The Odd Ones infosheet, however, he is perfectly proportioned.

Zavvat has taken remarkable advantage of his small size. He often can be found in the market square or other places around Val Salia, begging for money. Due to his small size, most people believe him to be a yinglet child who is homeless and destitute. As such, he does a little better than the average beggar.

Yinglets, by the way, are not fooled by his act; in the same way as a human can look at a human midget and know he's not a child, yinglets look at Zavvat and know he's an adult. To them, it's obvious. (If asked how it's obvious, they'll sputter and tell you, even louder, just how obvious it is.) But because it's so clear to them, they think it's hilarious that he's able to pull this off on humans and whatever other races visit the town, and don't blow his cover.

His diminutive size also makes him a pretty good burglar. He can squeeze through the bars of gates and those over windows that would keep any larger thieves out, and then take whatever he likes. Of course, he can't carry much, at least in one go, but he has a good eye for what's worth taking.

Zavvat is very good at getting out of trouble. If caught, he plays on his size and pretends to be a child who doesn't know any better, or one fearful of being hit by the big angry human, and will tearfully give back whatever he took. At least a few times, the owner felt badly enough about the poor little guy that he let him keep whatever it was. If people start to look for him in a serious way, he plans to take sanctuary with the enclave until the heat blows over. Also, he knows that eventually people are going to catch on that this "young" yinglet hasn't gotten any older, so he's keeping a small stash of dyes at the enclave (at a friend's place there, that is) to change his fur color, and a little bleach to change his markings. They'll come in useful if he ever gets in serious trouble, too.

Zavvat lives in an abandoned sand-dog burrow under a house. His "rent" consists of paying the owner of the house above him a few coins each month to not fill in the hole. The entrance is large enough to accommodate a regular-sized yinglet, but not a human, and the room below - which he expanded out to about 5' x 10' - has a ceiling too low for anyone but him to stand upright. There is currently no back entrance, a problem that he is trying to remedy by digging out a long escape tunnel. He has no idea where it'll come out, as it's not done yet. Will it be in someone's basement? The middle of the road? Three miles outside of town? Who knows? Not him!

Generally, Zavvat wears rags, with little-to-nothing in the way or jewelry (even yinglet-style jewelry) or other ornamentation. Occasionally he goes around naked, but because of his size when he does he is often mistaken for a Lesser Yinglet. This does not make him happy -- who wants to be mistaken for a stupid Lesser? How would you like to be mistaken for a chimpanzee, human? But it has given him a last-ditch plan in case he gets in major big-time serious life-or-death trouble. If he can get outside the town, he can take off his clothes and pose as a wild Lesser Yinglet. It's a last resort that he truly is not eager to try, but it's there if he needs it.

And if all this sounds a little like he's a genius... well, think again. Zavvat is exceedingly clever when it comes to stealing stuff and getting out of trouble. In pretty much every other respect... he's a yinglet. His "rent" isn't enough to keep the owner of the house from pointing his hole out to anyone who comes asking around, for instance, and while he has a good eye for finding items of real value in his burglaries, he really has no idea just how valuable they truly are. He once traded a silver chalice for a full day of meals at a tavern, and still thinks he got the better deal. A full DAY of food, just for a pretty cup! He's also something of a pack-rat; his lair is filled with stuff he hasn't gotten rid of yet, or things he likes too much to sell for food. (His current prized possession is a very nice crystal goblet.)

He's also something of a kleptomaniac. If he sees that open window, he'll go "exploring," and if there something that's severely portable and seemingly unguarded then he'll try to swipe it. This has led to more than one chase through the markets, as that bauble or piece of food was being watched more closely than he thought. The merchants know to keep an eye out for him, now, and though they don't always succeed it has made casual thefts there a bother. Zavvat is way, way too short to pick pockets, and makes a pretty poor cutpurse as well.