With already what seemed like three pizzas inside him, Rychan curled the pizza up into a greasy carpet roll, stuffed it into his mouth, and began to slurp and gulp the mass of food down. Drool ran down his chin, and his eyes rolled back in an expression of shameless bliss.

Maven glanced from the almost grotesque scene to the other nearby tables and back. Dressed in their usual overly-proper way, perched upon a seat, they had already surprised people by not taking a fork and knife to the pizza slices they ate. Still, stunned and still dantily gripping the slice they'd managed to slowly half-eat, they couldn't tear their eyes away from the lurid scene. Onlookers believed the squirrel-cat's thought to be "Wow, I can't take you anywhere nice, can I?" That was because they missed the blush across the awkwardly shifting diner's cheeks, the one that suggested the true thought: "That's kinda hot."

I'm not really into feeding. I'm not really into body types. But shamelessness, others indulging themselves, and second-hand embarrassment? Those are absolutely my jam.

I don't understand what I did to deserve this piece, but I laugh every time I look at it. I use this face as my icon whenever I'm GMing on roll20 now. Molly has a wonderful charm to her works no matter how simple or complex they may be. I'll take a picture that's expressive and emotive like this over the most pricey work any day, and more people should honestly follow her on Twitter. Rychen is a great fox as well, and I'm so happy whenever I get to hang out in their streams or hear their thoughts.

Art © Molly Shepard
https://twitter.com/SqueakyShepard
Rychen © Rychen
https://twitter.com/spacerychen
Maven Treecat © Myself