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Two versions. Original and clothed.
The funny thing about dA is that there are people who hate me so much for what I draw. But the amount of people who got me the views, favs, fanarts, trades, watches and friends FAR outweight those people.
Over 900 out of 920 people can't be wrong. The mathematics seems right to me and mathematics don't lie.
So here's to a mulit-tonned kitsune and her near 1000 fans. And those are just the deviantArt ones so thanks to all those who are not on dA but who like what I do.
This is kind of a crappy 200k pic BUT I'm trying some paint stuff. ^_^ Lots of those kinds of pics on the way so bear with it because it gets better with each one.
The funny thing about dA is that there are people who hate me so much for what I draw. But the amount of people who got me the views, favs, fanarts, trades, watches and friends FAR outweight those people.
Over 900 out of 920 people can't be wrong. The mathematics seems right to me and mathematics don't lie.
So here's to a mulit-tonned kitsune and her near 1000 fans. And those are just the deviantArt ones so thanks to all those who are not on dA but who like what I do.
This is kind of a crappy 200k pic BUT I'm trying some paint stuff. ^_^ Lots of those kinds of pics on the way so bear with it because it gets better with each one.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fat Furs
Species Vulpine (Other)
Size 1083 x 1280px
File Size 137.9 kB
Congrats to you Two Ton for your many views. Each one is rightfully deserved and I hope you keep getting many more.
It's now at the point where those that hate your art you should ignore. You never told them to view your art if they disliked it and if they choose to keep looking at it...well that's their problem.
It's now at the point where those that hate your art you should ignore. You never told them to view your art if they disliked it and if they choose to keep looking at it...well that's their problem.
Only 2 1/2 tons?!
Shade and Night: *Whistles* Harthy . . . Dulcy!!
Harthena soars in, her fully galvanized state making her nearly twice as big as usual, with Dulcy flying shotgun at an elf ratio by comparison. She scoops up the "little" kitsune kit she finds and proceeds to fly off to her valcano lair with Dulcy carrying Shade and Night on her back and in her pouch. Upon arrival Harthena begins to playfully peel the little she kit's clothes off as she wriggles and squirms in her arms while Dulcy lets the boys off . . . who imidiately set forth using their beyond Sonic speeds and elemental masteries to ignite the fires of the monsterous ovens and fire pits in the volcanic kitchen.
After successfully stripping her new treasure of her garments, she tucks her all the way into the pouch Night had given her upon her indoctrin to his harem, and then begins to revert back down to her normal form, the void-crystal armor retracting back into her lovely scaled hide, the magic of her pouch "seeming" to shrink its occupant along with her. With her warrior form finally shed and her lovely mother of kitchen body regained she proceeded to dawn her "Harth Mother" apron, which completely covered her pouch--and making her look adorably pregnant--to insure the safty of her new pumpkin, she turned to the boys.
Harthena: Thank you master.
Night: anytime darlin'
Harthena: and you two master Shade.
Shade: A pleasure . . . though it wasn't always [winking at his brother, remembering their hellishly checkered and war riden past].
Night: heheheheh, so true, so very true.
Dulcy: Well, why don't you two go get the other girls and get the nest ready while I help Harthena get a worthy "welcome home" meal cooking for this growing family's new "little" member, heheh.
Harthena: [messaging her pouch through her apron as her dextrous wings began pulling ingrediants] heheheheh, and pull me out some proper garments for this new little dumpling you've provided me. [a motherly smile warmer than her entire kitchen crossed her draconic muzzle]
Night: hahehaha, I think my IDM buds have already covered that little detail. [a cagey smile crawled acrossed his face]
A radiant portal blossomed forth out of thin air a few feet away, out of which stepped a four figures of varring size. One, the tallest, looking like a jester king with a self-control streek; the second, a regally dressed noble with a playful showman's air; the third, a grangly wild man in a straigtjacket grinning crazily with mad thought; and the fourth, and smallest, seemingly an innocent child with the ears, tails, and torso build of a fox and the muzzle, fur, and agile structure of a cat, and eyes seeming to conceal something wild and untamed burried deep down.
The quartett stepped foward easily carrying a massive satchal, obviously too big for them but just right for Harthy to sling over her shoulder, filled with equally massive clothes.
Things are going to get very interesting real soon . . . wouldn't you agree "little" Neko? Hahahahaha . . . .
{I maybe a mere student of drawing, but I have been called an artisan with my words, and I know I'm a "old master" with my thoughts}
Shade and Night: *Whistles* Harthy . . . Dulcy!!
Harthena soars in, her fully galvanized state making her nearly twice as big as usual, with Dulcy flying shotgun at an elf ratio by comparison. She scoops up the "little" kitsune kit she finds and proceeds to fly off to her valcano lair with Dulcy carrying Shade and Night on her back and in her pouch. Upon arrival Harthena begins to playfully peel the little she kit's clothes off as she wriggles and squirms in her arms while Dulcy lets the boys off . . . who imidiately set forth using their beyond Sonic speeds and elemental masteries to ignite the fires of the monsterous ovens and fire pits in the volcanic kitchen.
After successfully stripping her new treasure of her garments, she tucks her all the way into the pouch Night had given her upon her indoctrin to his harem, and then begins to revert back down to her normal form, the void-crystal armor retracting back into her lovely scaled hide, the magic of her pouch "seeming" to shrink its occupant along with her. With her warrior form finally shed and her lovely mother of kitchen body regained she proceeded to dawn her "Harth Mother" apron, which completely covered her pouch--and making her look adorably pregnant--to insure the safty of her new pumpkin, she turned to the boys.
Harthena: Thank you master.
Night: anytime darlin'
Harthena: and you two master Shade.
Shade: A pleasure . . . though it wasn't always [winking at his brother, remembering their hellishly checkered and war riden past].
Night: heheheheh, so true, so very true.
Dulcy: Well, why don't you two go get the other girls and get the nest ready while I help Harthena get a worthy "welcome home" meal cooking for this growing family's new "little" member, heheh.
Harthena: [messaging her pouch through her apron as her dextrous wings began pulling ingrediants] heheheheh, and pull me out some proper garments for this new little dumpling you've provided me. [a motherly smile warmer than her entire kitchen crossed her draconic muzzle]
Night: hahehaha, I think my IDM buds have already covered that little detail. [a cagey smile crawled acrossed his face]
A radiant portal blossomed forth out of thin air a few feet away, out of which stepped a four figures of varring size. One, the tallest, looking like a jester king with a self-control streek; the second, a regally dressed noble with a playful showman's air; the third, a grangly wild man in a straigtjacket grinning crazily with mad thought; and the fourth, and smallest, seemingly an innocent child with the ears, tails, and torso build of a fox and the muzzle, fur, and agile structure of a cat, and eyes seeming to conceal something wild and untamed burried deep down.
The quartett stepped foward easily carrying a massive satchal, obviously too big for them but just right for Harthy to sling over her shoulder, filled with equally massive clothes.
Things are going to get very interesting real soon . . . wouldn't you agree "little" Neko? Hahahahaha . . . .
{I maybe a mere student of drawing, but I have been called an artisan with my words, and I know I'm a "old master" with my thoughts}
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