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Tink was one of many Mudbray bred for the sole purpose of working in the mines, but it didn’t mean he’d always cooperate. He was the leader of the herd having been the strongest, he was usually handled by the strongest of miners but to his surprise a child was the one handling him today. The boy was one of the many breaker boys who he’d watched grow up in the mines, though this boy had grown up to be a troublemaker. Little Willi was what he heard one of the miner’s call him, though that miner was now long gone, the boy often skipped work and seeing the child’s grumbling face Tink assumed he was being used as a punishment of some sorts. But he wasn’t one to bully a child. On his usual route the ground started to shake, sensing that danger was coming he instinctively tried to struggle out of the boy's hold when the ceiling caved in.

Waking up, his line of vision was higher than usual, and his body moved on its own; no, this wasn’t his body. He heard the voice of the child come out of his(?) mouth.

“Ehhh the mudbray is gone, what a fickle little thing~”

Tink: ….

Word count: 208

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Here’s Tink~! I had the sketch ready for him, but I felt that he looked too much like a taller grumpier version of Willis so I changed his hair to make him more different, but in truth his current hairstyle is based on a design I drew for older Mudsdale Willis, but it’s not out there, so I’ll cross that bridge when I get there ┐(￣ヘ￣)┌ Oh, and of all the spirits he might be the one I grew the most attach too （*´▽｀*）I love his familial / bickering relationship with Willis, and also I might be a sucker for tsunderes (⊃‿⊂)

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Description

Tink was one of many Mudbray bred for the sole purpose of working in the mines, but it didn’t mean he’d always cooperate. He was the leader of the herd having been the strongest, he was usually handled by the strongest of miners but to his surprise a child was the one handling him today. The boy was one of the many breaker boys who he’d watched grow up in the mines, though this boy had grown up to be a troublemaker. Little Willi was what he heard one of the miner’s call him, though that miner was now long gone, the boy often skipped work and seeing the child’s grumbling face Tink assumed he was being used as a punishment of some sorts. But he wasn’t one to bully a child. On his usual route the ground started to shake, sensing that danger was coming he instinctively tried to struggle out of the boy's hold when the ceiling caved in.

Waking up, his line of vision was higher than usual, and his body moved on its own; no, this wasn’t his body. He heard the voice of the child come out of his(?) mouth.

“Ehhh the mudbray is gone, what a fickle little thing~”

Tink: ….

Word count: 208

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Here’s Tink~! I had the sketch ready for him, but I felt that he looked too much like a taller grumpier version of Willis so I changed his hair to make him more different, but in truth his current hairstyle is based on a design I drew for older Mudsdale Willis, but it’s not out there, so I’ll cross that bridge when I get there ┐(￣ヘ￣)┌ Oh, and of all the spirits he might be the one I grew the most attach too （*´▽｀*）I love his familial / bickering relationship with Willis, and also I might be a sucker for tsunderes (⊃‿⊂)

Blank meme - Here

Group -

Drawing - Me