To celebrate the anniversary of Raf's creation, Aster was kind enough to blimp him up! Raf seems rather unamused at becoming his own birthday balloon, though. I've included a little story snipped to go along with it :3

Art by  Nivosphere, original can be found HERE so make sure to fave it if you havn't!

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As usual, all Raf could was grumble and scowl. The unlucky hyena had hoped to spend his birthday alone and in peace, but of course his “friends” had other plans in mind for the notorious grump. They'd thrown him a surprise party—more like an ambush as far as he was concerned—and blocked his attempts to hurry away. Not that a hyena of his heft could really get far. Raf knew they'd try to make him bigger, that was always the case. Even so, he wasn't suspicious when they suddenly started talking about the lack of balloons, and how no birthday was complete without them.

“Every birthday needs balloons, right Raf?” they'd asked with devious grins over and over until he finally bothered to respond.

“Sure, whatever,” Raf had mumbled. In his experience it was just better to agree and move on so the conversation didn't drag on any more than it had to.

“And the bigger the better, right?”

Raf had growled a bit under his breath at that and reluctantly nodded. He'd much rather be small; being big just meant getting stuck in chairs and doorways.

He hadn't noticed a friend holding a helium tank until the hose was shoved into his mouth, and by then it was far too late. The tank had hissed and his cheeks swelled, helium rushing into him. Others crowded around the inflating hyena to keep him in place, paws poking and teasing his blimping middle. Raf had grumbled and squirmed as best he could, but every passing second made moving more difficult, especially when his arms and legs started puffing up too.

As Raf's muffled protests grew high pitched a rope was tied around his tail. He was twice as wide as normal when he felt his paws lifting off the ground. His eyes widened and he flailed even more, friends bouncing him around like a beach ball as he slowly rose higher and higher. Ten feet up in the air the rope reached its end, Raf yelping as his tail was pulled.

While Raf wasn't about to float away into the clouds, he still wasn't in a good mood. Pictures were being taken and video recorded, which would be spread all over the internet—as usual. He blushed at the thought, suddenly wishing he actually was floating into oblivion. At the very least he wasn't going to get any fatter by being his own massive birthday balloon...