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A heavy dose of Christmas spirit!
The fabric russtled across the freshly piled up snow outside of the large red buliding. Fat and heavy snowflakes fell from the sky, brightly constrasting against the darkness of the late evening. The only light came from a single lamp located right above the entrance to the stables. The glow that emanated of it had a misleading warmth that felt rather mismatched against the wintery scene.
The only other sounds that interrupted the consistent rustling were the heavy steps of two bickering —figures one tall and one short—, as they made their way to the double wide door.
—Remind me once again why I'm the elf and you get to be Santa?— the tall one demanded when he was within arms reach of the door handle. Lazy water vapor condensed immediately as it was exhaled from the goose's beak and hit the frigid air.
—Well, because for one, I'm the one who already has the white beard— the satyr proudly said stroking his charming goatee with his hooved hands —... and secondly, because with your recent gingerbread binges, there is no way the belt can go around that beach ball you call gut!
—Yeah, but at least I wouldn't be dragging the red coat behind me! By the end of the night it'll be left in tatters!
—Quiet, elf!! It has been decided. There is no going back!
— I'm just saying that it would be as easy as making another notch on that belt...
—There is no time! —the exasperated caprine interjected, impeding any further negotiations, before following up with a presient remark—We need to make sure the reindeer are ready... did you prepare the sleigh like I told you?
—See for yourself, boss!—
The goose pushed apart the doors to the stable, revealing a wide well-lit room, and in turn, flooding the outside ambient with a golden hue and swirls of water vapour with an occasional snowflake catching some air time in the breeze.
The bright, red, luxurious, freshly-varnished sleigh was positioned towards the back of the room, seemingly emmanating a resplandent glow that could only be explained by some sort of magic. It already had the proverbial bag of presents, completely filled to the brim, and overflowing the comparatively insignificant back of the winter vehicle. A flashy new sportscar paled in comparison with the slee desing of such a sight.
With the backdrop of this magical marvel, eight heads turned around in the direction of the main entrance. They stepped forward to greet the diminutive Santa, clopping against the ground with their cloven hooves. A myriad of sleigh bells jingled and jostled filling the air with instant Christmas cheer. The eight reindeer towered well above the height of the satyr. Although, the vast size difference could not be solely attributted to the vertical dimension: much like the gift bag on the sleigh, cervine blubber seemed to overflow in, out of, and over their red harnesses.
The reindeer were fat. There was no way around it. The closest ones to the door, an orange one with a generous chest and an impressive rack of antlers and a green one who could not take his eyes away from his own hooves, seemed like they had just been ccaught greedily snacking on a silo of oats. Even just calling them 'fat' was putting it mildly. The cervines were covered in thick blubber that would not be out of place offering insulation and warmth on a whale in the arctic.
Syc was unamused.
—JACK, WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?— asked the satyr
—Hehehe... those are your reindeer for this year, Mr. Klaus,
—HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO FLY AROUND THE WORLD WITH THESE BLIMPS!!
The goose fake-coughed and scratched the back of his chubby head.
—Yeah... hehehe... reindeers are surprisingly tricky to get, y'know?
—I thought this was your only job!! They don't evey look like real reindeers... there is one who is GREEN!!
—Give him a few hours... I'm sure he'll get the hang of it. This morning he was still some kind of... dragon? bird? He has feathers, maybe that'll make him more aerodynamic?
—THIS IS NOT FUNNY!!
—Yeah... hehehe... it really makes you wonder...
—GOOSE!!!
—Yeah... It makes you wonder who was in charge of hiring the reindeer this year? Seems like they forgot that even magic has a weight limit... right?
—GOOSE, FIX THIS!!!
The bird slid his fwingers under his ponderous paunch, hoisting the hefty hemisphere over the head of the grumbling goat. All of a sudden, everything went black for the short satyr, soft beige downy feathers completely obscuring his view. The goose wobbled and chuckled, feeling Sycamore's horns wiggle underneath his overhang. He couldn't see him, but he could feel his ire. Still... worth it.
—There you go, boss: out of sight, out of mind!
A bit of a collective present for a bunch of friends who happen to celebrate their birthday in December! I hope you all had a fantastic day!! Thank you for being such incredible artists and wonderful persons accross the board! You all make me so happy to be part of this community. I hope this year's festive season is filled with Christmass cheer!!
Characters belong to their creators:
Jack the Canada goose ©
Kikatsu
Sycamore the satyr ©
syc
Reno the reindeer ©
RenoDerg
Tzin the reindeer © yours truly,
dragontzin
The only other sounds that interrupted the consistent rustling were the heavy steps of two bickering —figures one tall and one short—, as they made their way to the double wide door.
—Remind me once again why I'm the elf and you get to be Santa?— the tall one demanded when he was within arms reach of the door handle. Lazy water vapor condensed immediately as it was exhaled from the goose's beak and hit the frigid air.
—Well, because for one, I'm the one who already has the white beard— the satyr proudly said stroking his charming goatee with his hooved hands —... and secondly, because with your recent gingerbread binges, there is no way the belt can go around that beach ball you call gut!
—Yeah, but at least I wouldn't be dragging the red coat behind me! By the end of the night it'll be left in tatters!
—Quiet, elf!! It has been decided. There is no going back!
— I'm just saying that it would be as easy as making another notch on that belt...
—There is no time! —the exasperated caprine interjected, impeding any further negotiations, before following up with a presient remark—We need to make sure the reindeer are ready... did you prepare the sleigh like I told you?
—See for yourself, boss!—
The goose pushed apart the doors to the stable, revealing a wide well-lit room, and in turn, flooding the outside ambient with a golden hue and swirls of water vapour with an occasional snowflake catching some air time in the breeze.
The bright, red, luxurious, freshly-varnished sleigh was positioned towards the back of the room, seemingly emmanating a resplandent glow that could only be explained by some sort of magic. It already had the proverbial bag of presents, completely filled to the brim, and overflowing the comparatively insignificant back of the winter vehicle. A flashy new sportscar paled in comparison with the slee desing of such a sight.
With the backdrop of this magical marvel, eight heads turned around in the direction of the main entrance. They stepped forward to greet the diminutive Santa, clopping against the ground with their cloven hooves. A myriad of sleigh bells jingled and jostled filling the air with instant Christmas cheer. The eight reindeer towered well above the height of the satyr. Although, the vast size difference could not be solely attributted to the vertical dimension: much like the gift bag on the sleigh, cervine blubber seemed to overflow in, out of, and over their red harnesses.
The reindeer were fat. There was no way around it. The closest ones to the door, an orange one with a generous chest and an impressive rack of antlers and a green one who could not take his eyes away from his own hooves, seemed like they had just been ccaught greedily snacking on a silo of oats. Even just calling them 'fat' was putting it mildly. The cervines were covered in thick blubber that would not be out of place offering insulation and warmth on a whale in the arctic.
Syc was unamused.
—JACK, WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?— asked the satyr
—Hehehe... those are your reindeer for this year, Mr. Klaus,
—HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO FLY AROUND THE WORLD WITH THESE BLIMPS!!
The goose fake-coughed and scratched the back of his chubby head.
—Yeah... hehehe... reindeers are surprisingly tricky to get, y'know?
—I thought this was your only job!! They don't evey look like real reindeers... there is one who is GREEN!!
—Give him a few hours... I'm sure he'll get the hang of it. This morning he was still some kind of... dragon? bird? He has feathers, maybe that'll make him more aerodynamic?
—THIS IS NOT FUNNY!!
—Yeah... hehehe... it really makes you wonder...
—GOOSE!!!
—Yeah... It makes you wonder who was in charge of hiring the reindeer this year? Seems like they forgot that even magic has a weight limit... right?
—GOOSE, FIX THIS!!!
The bird slid his fwingers under his ponderous paunch, hoisting the hefty hemisphere over the head of the grumbling goat. All of a sudden, everything went black for the short satyr, soft beige downy feathers completely obscuring his view. The goose wobbled and chuckled, feeling Sycamore's horns wiggle underneath his overhang. He couldn't see him, but he could feel his ire. Still... worth it.
—There you go, boss: out of sight, out of mind!
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~A bit of a collective present for a bunch of friends who happen to celebrate their birthday in December! I hope you all had a fantastic day!! Thank you for being such incredible artists and wonderful persons accross the board! You all make me so happy to be part of this community. I hope this year's festive season is filled with Christmass cheer!!
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Characters belong to their creators:
Jack the Canada goose ©
KikatsuSycamore the satyr ©
sycReno the reindeer ©
RenoDergTzin the reindeer © yours truly,
dragontzin
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fat Furs
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 2625 x 1404px
File Size 4.17 MB
AWWW EVEN THE LITTLE STORY TOO WHAT THE HECK!! how i'm supposed to properly deliver presents with reindeer who look like they cant even get off the ground!! >:/((
(djkfsjkl thank you again tzin everyone looks so cute, what a kind gift for you to do for everyone, YOU'RE the true santa here! <3)
(djkfsjkl thank you again tzin everyone looks so cute, what a kind gift for you to do for everyone, YOU'RE the true santa here! <3)
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