Lena could barely contain her excitement, as her scruffy haired head swiveled around scanning for the candy stall... She knew it was close she had smelled it about a minute ago.
While she really wanted to go and explore the market and find the damn thing so he could spend her hard earned copper coin (which was worth a whole day of chores), she didn't dare the side of her mothers skirt which was held firmly in her grasp as her mother's instructed her before leaving to buy groceries. The girl then resorted to keep her olfactory search sniffing the air
all over, her tiny antlers bumping on her mothers taut, twelve month gravid belly as she twisted and turned.
The central market was a busy cauldron of activity filled with all sorts of people... From the diminutive humans, be them traders, freemen or slaves; to the towering 3m tall elg people as
they went trough their daily routine.

"Aaah! Good day Iris!" the little girl suddenly heard from her mother, prompting her to focus on something for more than a second: another elg woman, waving at them, it was one of her aunts! Her face lit as she recognized her... And even more when she noticed the large, sagging gut jutting out of her torso, barely contained by her light blue dress.
Much to her mothers surprise, she immediately let go of her skirt, bolting towards her mother's younger sister... More specifically towards that big belly of hers

"Iriiiiiiis! You have a baby too!? Its so big!" she said as she jumped up to touch that large, gurgling gut. On the other hand Iris responded with a rather uncomfortable and sudden swing of her hips, turning her belly away from the child's reach with a loud slosh followed by muffled screams; feeling the servants inside stirring up from the quiet two or so hours they had been still, squirming against the tide of acids washing over them after the torpor caused by her deliberately slow and ponderous movements since she had woke up and noticed they had survived yet another night after she devoured them two days prior. The juvenile elg picked up the unexpected sounds with her sensitive ears focusing on them as she stood there for a second, the gears in her head grinding slowly, then she beamed up again.
"Ooh! your babies are so active! I wanna hear them!" and her onslaught resumed, trying her hardest to gain access to the loud gut as her aunt struggled against her as gently as possible to not get the young child to interact with the two humans being digested alive inside her stomach. Her older sister couldn't do anything but laugh at the little dance of the overactive child circling the burdened woman.
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i still hate coloring
also remember Anni the giant moose girl yeah? Some time ago i decided to make a subspecies of artic giant that is smaller (averaging on 3m tall rather than the 4-6m like anni's kind) and is more "civilized" with their regional empire, culture etc. Its set in the same 1700 to late 1800 historical fantasy setting i use for Rossane.

I may make some material with background fluff and lore about them, but for now im just having fun with those casual scenes.

If i do more expect more crimes against as i mix and match scandinavian&baltic clothing in some unholy fashion abomination (which i even fucked it even more, considering the mother's clothing its a mixture of a bunad and old italian stuff but hey)

Audax: Every comment is well accepted and can be a start for an intresting discussion :D

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