Mutie doesn't discriminate against lolis of any kind *FLEES*

May I request a slot as well?

@Mutie,
lolis n shotas in lolita. sounds about right

@Tom,

Sure! I will put you on the reserve.

@Elliot,
Hi, I would like to reserve a full body of any one of these (Just one of them, so you can choose which one)







If you do animals/sylestis as well, I have 3 that I would like . Namely, Pangaea, my thief, and Heart on Fire (if you say yes, I'll post them here)

Edit: Sorry, reread your opening post. I would just like an anthro of my thief, please

@Bella1988,

Alrighty! For Thief, would you like full anthro with no clothing (and fur covering everything obvs), or with clothing based on her markings and colors? If clothing is a yes, if you want anything specific or a certain style of clothing (say, adventurer or assassin etc etc) then by all means tell me.

Ah, the reserve slots are almost full, wow. I didn't expect this much attention ahaha.

Huhu I told you it'd be a good idea for you to open commissions :3c
Give yourself more credit, you're a fantastic artist. c:

@Elliot,
Whichever you think is best. I just want her to look clever and mischievous, like a rogue.

This is a fiction I'm writing about her here http://www.sylestia.com/forums/?t=1955&page=1#2
This part is where I introduced her:
Ah, today had been a good day in the city of Egrabar, and tonight was going to be even better. The young, light colored, finely groomed vixen just knew it, as she wended her way through the marketplace, pausing here and there to look over some wares as the stalls began to close and the market empty of satisfied (and not so satisfied) customers. Hehe, many of whom have much lighter purse than when they came here, and not just from shopping, she thought as she hefted her own purse, which was considerably heavier than it had been when she had entered the market, and turned her smirk into a gracious smile for the apple-seller. At the end of the market she looked around to make sure no one was watching her, before ducking into an alley and using her three tails to weave the shadows of the coming twilight to obscure her form. Once she was cloaked in near-invisibility, she slinked out and began the furtive trip back to her lair.

Her shadowed form wove between buildings, over rooftops, and through gardens as the sun set on the city of Egrabar. As the last rays of light disappeared behind the horizon, she reached her lair, just in time to enjoy the flash of brilliance as the last bit of light reflected off her gemstone collection. "Hello, my lovelies, did you miss me?" she said as she looked over her collection on her way to her workbench. The lair was a single room with a polished hardwood floor with a thick ruby-red rug in the center and high-vaulted stone ceiling. One wall was covered in shelves in that held various stones, jewelry, and vials of viscous liquids and sparkles. Another wall was lined with glass cases, specially charmed to only be visible to their owner and filled with a multitude of precious gems and ancient tomes. Against the wall farthest from the entrance was a gigantic wooden table, half covered in an a chemical array that would make an alchemist weep with longing and half covered in a mechanical workstation. This table is where the young vixen went, upending her heavy purse in the only space free of contraptions. Eh, nothing of note, but it's good to keep one's hand in the game, she thought with pride as she rifled though the necklaces, rings, and bracelets on the table, before sweeping them into a plain sack, I'll return them to the authorities tomorrow. Of course, none of these gems could hold her interest, not when her mind was filled with thoughts of a particular ruby talisman. She had only caught a glimpse of it as a procession went through the center of town two days ago, but since then her obsession had only grown. She wanted that talisman-no, she had to have that talisman. Her paws itched just thinking about it. And stealing such a beautiful, magical object from a prince, a shaman no less? That was certainly one for the record books.

She wasn't bad, per se; stealing was just far too much fun to ever even consider walking away from it. And besides, wasn't she the perfect thief? Ever since she had nicked her first quarter on a dare (goodness me, silly adventurers should watch their pockets more carefully when they're wandering about in the lawless woods!), and experienced the thrill of a crime well-executed, she'd been a repeat offender. And, of course, had long moved on from nicked quarters, if the sack of high-priced jewelry at her feet was any indication of her aptitude.

Night was coming and the moon was dark, perfect for the heist she had planned. The young shaman-prince whose talisman she had spied that fateful day would be ensconced in the palace, feeling at ease and resting from his travels to the city. Thinking himself and all of his sparkly belongings safe. Ha! Like I've never stolen anything from the palace, she thought as she touched the glass case that housed the youngest princess's 2nd birthday present from the queen. However, it would be tricky, especially with the prince being a magic user himself, which was why she had spent the past two days creating the perfect plan. "Ready or not, here I come," she smiled as she she gathered what she would need for her job tonight.

@Elliot

;w; Was I going to be put on Reserve Slots or?

I'm not sure since I asked before and don't see myself in the original post haha.

@Draco,

AH YEAH YOU'RE RIGHT MY BAD LOL. I tend to reply just before I rush off to school so I think I just forgot. Thank you for telling me.

@Bella1988,

Oh, I really like this! Thank you, it will definitely help. I think once I reach your commission, I'll choose a pose that involves shadows for sure, since I love working with dark blacks and blues!


RESERVE SLOTS ARE FULL, THANK YOU.

S-SHHHHHHHHHHH

(thank you <3)