Yup, another one.

YoshiGamer wanted his green yoshi character transformed into what appeared to be an orange Yoshi character named Plessie. I asked, "a color change?". Then he showed me this particular character was not actually a yoshi character, but instead some kind of swimming water dinosaur called a nothosaur.

Eh. Easy one. I drew it in an hour just to test myself.

Quite odd that he and BengalKat are the only ones ever asking me for stuff. I wonder if I should figure out a way to make more friends...

Oh yes, it comes with a story:

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How long had it been since he had last seen civilization? Had seen hope? Had eaten? Rightening his torn grey shirt, the green scaled dinosaur pushed on through the thick brush. So many trees, and not a single one to bear fruit.

His furry tail caught on a prickly brush and he swore. It was like the world was out to get him now. It wasn't enough the plane crashed; he was spared the release of death by miraculously singlehandedly surviving without a scratch.

The rumbling sound tempted him greatly, and with a final burst of energy, he tore away from the brush to his reward. He had followed the sound of rushing glacial water for a day, and only just now finally broke through to it.

Sinking to the knees of his torn cargo pants, he stuck his large round nose under the cold running water and gulped heartily. So pure, so delicious. A cold warmth welled up within him. It was liberating.

And perhaps a bit hallucinogenic. Upon pulling his nose out, he could swear he elongated. And what was with the orange stripe? Was this what happened to his scales after too much sun?

Something was off. The world wasn't waving like it used to. Everything was becoming crystal clear. Everything, from his shaking fingers sprouting orange claws to the points bursting from his orange shoes. What was happening to him?

What broke the illusion suddenly was his sudden loss of balance. Something heavy was pulling back at him. It was his tail; once light enough to be a fleeting thought, it had inflated into a great long reptilian appendage with blue frills.

He was going to fall! Either he hit the back of his now-frilly head on the rocks, or fall forward into the rivee. Staggering, with one final effort, he threw himself forward.

The splash was big, but he did not feel the expected rush of cold. In fact, he barely felt wet. His stomach was barely submerged in the rushing water.

He had no idea what was happening, or why. But, he did know that quite often, settlements were built along rivers. If he just held on like this, perhaps he would be able to find help.

So he went with the flow, kicking at the water with his hind feet, allowing the current to sweep him through the wilderness and far away from the crash site.

Perhaps he wasn't so unlucky after all ...