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Asexual Bird? Please

Asexual bird? Please

A minimalistic digital drawing of a superb fairywren, viewed from the side and facing to the right of the frame. The bird is mostly round is shape, with a white belly, and black marking around its face and at the top of its mostly grey wing and at the end of its tail feathers; the rest of the bird is different shades of purple, with its crown above the marking a light lilac, the feathers under its eye a light purple, and its back and tail feathers purple. The fairywren has a circular white eye with a circular black pupil. Its feet are black, as well as its beak, in which is is holding the pole of the asexual flag (black, grey, white, purple stripes). Altogether the fairywren makes up the colours of the asexual flag. The background is a light purple.

A minimalistic digital drawing of a little penguin, commonly known as the fairy penguin. The penguin is standing upright, and is viewed from the side and facing to the left of the frame. The penguin is mostly purple in colour, save for the white at the end of its tail feathers, and its white underbelly with runs down to its feet and up to its eye, as well as underneath its flipper where is gradients to grey at the ends. Its feet are grey with black claws, and its beak is black on the top, and a gradient of black to grey on the bottom. The penguin has a circular white eye with a circular black pupil. In its right flipper, it is holding the pole for the asexual flag (black, grey, white, purple stripe) which flies behind it like a marching flag. Altogether the penguin makes up the colours of the asexual flag. The background is light purple.

How about two asexual birds?

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