I’ve got a confession to make.
At a certain point in my development, I drew dragon anthros. Dressed in designer gowns, their hairstyles, dress designers, and favorite colors, animals, and perfumes all lovingly detailed. They were posed in the manner of the models on my mom’s Singer sewing patterns, most often carefree and swinging their arms in that childlike style of the early 1970s. I’d post a pic, but I’m too embarrassed. So here’s this.
Dragoness Sleep, by Dragonesslife. Is that a male slave… or snack?
This month I will pay tribute to this cross-pollination of the erotic, the badass, and the mythic. I declare this Dragon Month!
