Long hours working on helping with various mechanics and getting dirty helping to taur-handle various massive pieces of equipment makes for a dirty, dirty kitty. And a very hungry kitty. While she could maybe get away with doing some gobbling, there's nothing quite like just an absurd amount of ramen, along with other goodies to satiate the hunger. Delicious ramen, made from the local grains, lovely veggies from the hydro bays up in the upper canyon, even some pastries imported in from up the trail from them. Mmm.
Ever since she'd been rescued, she'd been serving in a variety of roles around the Stop, finding her talents that her poor scrambled brain had forgotten it had. Above all else, she'd been most useful for the sheer strength that she possessed. Hand her a wrench, and she could handle most repair work with a manual. Though, thinking about it that might just be because she possessed common sense and reading comprehension. And now Rillys & Cassandra wanted to borrow her once again to go back out onto that black desert. Sirona... it was weird how Sirona often wanted to be around her. She was... nice... but... it was cloying. The tauress wasn't sure she was comfortable. Wasn't sure that settling when she knew so little was a good idea. Seeing things called to her, she needed to... see. To go out... and Sirona wanted to settle and stay. It made her heart ache in a way she couldn't express.
This piece was a YCH done for me by
utah_urchenko, and wasn't intended to be posted now, but given a bevy of circumstances it's getting shoved to here. As you may have noticed, I have not been posting for most of the last month. Part of this has to do with the Discord Situation, which has resulted in my time being taken up. TL;DR summary: Discord is becoming part of the surveillance state and is handing your identities over to Palantir through cutouts. They have performatively backtracked *for now*, but that is not going to last. Currently, you may find me on Stoat (a post on that later), and I am currently finishing up the transfer over as we speak.
itaku Post: https://itaku.ee/images/1264538
Ever since she'd been rescued, she'd been serving in a variety of roles around the Stop, finding her talents that her poor scrambled brain had forgotten it had. Above all else, she'd been most useful for the sheer strength that she possessed. Hand her a wrench, and she could handle most repair work with a manual. Though, thinking about it that might just be because she possessed common sense and reading comprehension. And now Rillys & Cassandra wanted to borrow her once again to go back out onto that black desert. Sirona... it was weird how Sirona often wanted to be around her. She was... nice... but... it was cloying. The tauress wasn't sure she was comfortable. Wasn't sure that settling when she knew so little was a good idea. Seeing things called to her, she needed to... see. To go out... and Sirona wanted to settle and stay. It made her heart ache in a way she couldn't express.
This piece was a YCH done for me by
utah_urchenko, and wasn't intended to be posted now, but given a bevy of circumstances it's getting shoved to here. As you may have noticed, I have not been posting for most of the last month. Part of this has to do with the Discord Situation, which has resulted in my time being taken up. TL;DR summary: Discord is becoming part of the surveillance state and is handing your identities over to Palantir through cutouts. They have performatively backtracked *for now*, but that is not going to last. Currently, you may find me on Stoat (a post on that later), and I am currently finishing up the transfer over as we speak.itaku Post: https://itaku.ee/images/1264538
Category All / General Furry Art
Species Chakat
Size 2368 x 2950px
File Size 3.93 MB
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