Meh. Yet another proud & lazy fat sloth of wyvern which I would prefer to be. My real self for size reference by him.

The more weird is how I was listening Timmy Trumpet and similar stuff while drawing, and it sort of fits, I could imagine myself as this guy enjoying this! Now imagine that wyvern headbanging and in general, visually expressing this preference with all his might... He is strong enough for that stuff!

He can even fly! Well, sort of, a little. Anyway, I prefer these guys with sufficient strength to move their bulk around, nice thin muscular limbs, and also the rough bony edges of the face except for his dewlap.

And yes, his mouth is big enough. Not that I would actually do it, but if such a big guy just teased with it, I guess one would easily start having concerns whether that big lump was merely squishy fat. Yawn. Run for your lives. Not like I could catch you, anyway. Meh, lets take off. Now fear the greatest of all wyverns! Fear when he runs out of juice and crashes down on you, which will definitely come in about... Like two minutes? Can he even stay up for that long? Ouch!

Whew, that was tiring! Can I have a meal? Something nice and big fit for my brilliant majesty? Oh, come on. Want a hug? :)