Now what the hell. He could've stolen anything, I probably wouldn't even have noticed with the tons of junk collecting dust in the cargo bay - and don't get me started on my desk. But out of all things he had to pick the vial of aS-Purple. The one thing that would eventually earn me more cash than the entire engine of this ship. That is if I managed to secretly sell eighthundred and fifteen tons of machinery and then explain to corporate administration why the freighter wouldn't want to go anywhere anymore.
Quick little thing, but a hindpaw carefully placed on his tail took care of that. Handy thing to have prehensile toes.

"Awright, hand it over. Now."

Continued here...

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First of two images for little Zed Raptor.

A little disclaimer:
- I am not huge, or into macro, nor would I harm little critters. Zed is just really tiny in this image.
- No raptor got harmed in the process of this scene. He just got picked up, had to hand back the loot and attend a 45 minute counseling about his excessive kleptomania ;D



Done in ink, colored in Copic markers and Polychromos pencils with digital background and a little glow added.