Woot! It's a big, hackle-risen Iridium wolfbeast, being a natural generator of surface-level earthquakes and under her lovely, gigantic feet, too! o_o I know she's working out a bit of upsettin'z there, but even though her eyes are narrowed and probably would prefer not to have a wolf-speck bothering at the moment, I will never, ever get tired of seeing that warm, quiet smile on her lips, that I really think she should patent.

Good Otta, a wonderful draughting on your part, and I apologize for my considerable belatedness in comment since your posting it. :)