An hour ago a deliveryman arrived at the Mwee embassy from the local American diner in Aviano, Italy. A few minutes later, having dropped off the food, he left.

Or that's what he thought. What he does not know is that he's actually a perfect copy of the original. The original deliveryman accepted a friendly hug from the receptionist's snuggly (and very strong) prehensile tail and watched with surprise and alarm as she unhinged her jaws in preparation for swallowing him whole.

The copy has no idea that his previous iteration is making its way peacefully through her digestive tract, but what he doesn't know won't hurt him, right?

Another Mira thing I drew at MFF while I was waiting to see if the owner of the Silkie race would let me use one in a story. Mira was going to take the silkie's place but ultimately I did get to use a silkie. Mira's going to get her own story, though, since I like her design. Mira's not a mwee, obviously, she just works for them and has some of their habits.