I have long, and probably always will, loved jackals. Sahri is certainly no exception, especially considering she was designed to push my buttons, and push them she does with every ounce of that petite frame. I felt like drawing her being her usual happy, hyper, bouncy self.
The gag with the t-shirt is that, like Alcatraz, what's in there is trying to escape.
Hopefully these latest images come out looking ll right, I'm stuck scanning and posting stuff from my laptop until work gets me my new computer and KVM, since they're insisting on snoop-software on work-systems.