Inktober - 18 - Filthy
Added 2017-10-17 21:56:37 +0000 UTC"You are disgustingly filthy, you know that?" Kitza'n told his brother, who was busy flinging his muddy arms around.
"Yep."
"Mom is gonna strangle you."
"Yep yep."
"And it doesn't bother you more than that?"
"Getting used to it by now. Ugh, this mud won't come off..."
"Then, I guess you won't mind if I just..."
Aarron had no time to react; he immediately felt two pairs of arms shove him brutally to the side, where he inevitably tumbled right into the sea with an ungraceful splash.
"BROTHER!" he yelled when his head emerged from the water. "Why have you betrayed me!"
"Because I don't want mud in my room, you idiot!" Kitza'n called down to him with an amused smirk. "Now get cleaned!"
It's been so long since I've drawn these two dorks. Aarron has a bad habit of rolling around in mud when they're playing, or getting sticky or gooey forest stuff stuck in his fur, and it's always Lyra who has to deal with it when they come back. After 50 years, she's getting a bit tired of it. Kitza'n is a lot more clean - or careful rather - than his brother, and will try to avoid rolling around if possible.
