A doodle. An inside joke. If you value your sanity, it's probably best not to ask.

Yay for crappy backgrounds! And I couldn't decide on a base color, so you can see a male and female color scheme by clicking v. 3 and v. 2 respectively. No! Of course I didn't do this just to draw those big beautiful ears and those gorgeous color markings! Now for the encyclopedia-like description!

Eurlets (YER-lit) are the docile, anatomically impossible creatures that Garden Gnomes can somehow communicate telepathically with. Until recently (it was only recently discovered that they could communicate), Eurlets were thought to be the most ignorant species on earth. When frightened by a predator, they would run for fifty yards at most, then just come to a complete stop, meeting their demise. Knowing this, it's not surprising that their numbers were rapidly decreasing in the wild (some would even die in zoos, leaping over fences and such). But these deaths weren't caused by stupidity, it turns out that Eurlets happen to be the most unselfish and generous creatures on earth. They would run from their attacker at first, but then start to think that perhaps that lion had a family at home, a wife and three small children, one had a limp and couldn't keep up with the other children. And perhaps he had just lost his job and they were all starving, and the youngest would cry and cry and ask why they didn't have any food. The Eurlet would then give itself up for the poor, starving family that usually didn't exist. It's also because of their generousity that they're more than happy to tote the gnomes wherever they please in Eurlet Chariots. These chariots aren't crafted by the gnomes of course. The Eurlet Chariot industry is run by a completely different race. The chariots run in a wide variety of models. Off-road, on-road, sport/luxury. Above we see a standard on-road chariot on a really crappy road that runs through really crappy hills under a really crappy sky.

Let's see...
Incredibly pale? Check
Incredibly skinny? Check
Weird colored eyes? Check
Freckles? Check

Yep, that's me. Just sort of... surreal?

It's been one of those days. But I honestly don't know where this came from. I hate it when symbols show up in my art and I didn't purposely put them there/don't know what they mean. It's okay sometimes when they're just subtle little things, but when something pops up, wacks you on the head with a bat and says "THERE'S A SYMBOL HERE DAMMIT!" it's just sort of annoying.

This black wolf shows up in my dreams all the time. Sometimes it's like I'm sitting in a small clearing in the forest, near a fire (though the fire's never seen), and he'll circle me, just outside the ring of light. Sometimes it's just him running through the trees. Sometimes he leaves red footprints, sometimes he leaves blue ones. But it's always in a forest, there's always snow, and it's always at night, with a bit of mist around. And it's not uncommon to see a black bird perched in one of the trees or flying above him. I'm not sure why he scares me so much. He never harms me in dreams, never growls, never bares his teeth. He might howl now and then, but that's about it. Running, circling the light, howling, it's hardly threatening. But every time he visits me I get this unnerving feeling that lingers a while after I wake up.

Okay, DerrickEwing made a comment about my prissy-tailed cat (here) being something that was Mardi Gras-colored and not drunk. So I have him a few drinks. Several drinks. And now he's telling stories. Yay for drunk cats!

I wanted to thank the Texans for housing the New Orleans survivors in the Astrodome. So I made this crappy little doodle and officially proclaim today as "Hug a Texan" Day! Whoot!

And yay! Another one of my not-really-a-background backgrounds!

Just doodling. Bored. Waiting for the storm to cut the power out so I can go to bed.

I don't draw monkeys often.

Hee hee. My favorite part is the prissy little tail. "Plants can't eat me cause I can wave my prissy little tail in their face!" ^^

Anways, these cats live in trees. Born in trees, die in trees, rarely leave the trees aside from getting water. They brace themselves against the trunks and latch on with retractable claws during particularly hard gusts of wind.

-snicker- The pansy-tail.

Edit: I forgot to mention how awesome this contest idea was. There's not many things I enjoy more than thinking up odd critters.

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