Ty has a slight problem when it comes to his wool... the fact that it tends to suck in anything or anyone foolish enough to wander up and hug him. You would think his numorus warnings to folks would be enough to detour them but in the end they can't resist that big mound of fluff. Here we have Inktail, Empa, and Erakir as the latest victims of ty's thick fleecy coat. Don't worry he'll get them out soon enough... after he gets over how good they feel wiggling and squirming around in there.


A commission done by the wonderful empa
Erakir (or rather his paw) belongs to erakir
Inktail and Ty are both mine.