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(please don't hesitate to click on the images to see the full size versions <3)

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Somewhere in Terra Australis, a dragon surgeon is about to get very wet and sticky
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(one day I will learn and draw Tumblr-friendly sized stuff)
(please don't hesitate to click on the images to see the full size versions <3)
Kulingile, my favorite ugly duckling dragon son! With a little love he grew from a crinkled scrungle baby into a very polite 30-ton flying kaiju whose catchphrase is, “Are you going to eat that?”
Also his name is Xhosa for “It’s all good!” which I imagine confused the hell out of a few Tswana dragons who skirmished against him at Gibraltar.
HES A HELIUM BALLOON
HELP HIM HES FLOATING AWAY
"is there anything to eat?" - kulingile
I just needed to draw him as this image. Kulingile my squeaky voiced big little fella <3
Og post (image under cut)
Sometimes, I randomly think of how the dragons’ idea of sybaritic is:
enjoying a delicious dinner on an expensive, shiny plate and slowly revealing the plate’s design as they lick the food away.
(From Dictionary.com, it means: fond of sensuous luxury; self-indulgent.)
Brothers.
Yeah, I drew Demane and Sipho anyway because I love them.
GOOD FOR DEMANE
GOOD FOR HIM
ONLY PERSON WHO SHOWED ANY SENSE (besides Laurence who was busy arguing, but still arguing for the right purpose). At least Demane actually did something.