
There we go! (*゜▽゜)_□
I got sucked into drawing a lot on the teapot. But progress has been made, annnnnnd- Cottonbard! Look at him studying, looking for songs forgotten!

There we go! (*゜▽゜)_□
I got sucked into drawing a lot on the teapot. But progress has been made, annnnnnd- Cottonbard! Look at him studying, looking for songs forgotten!

Starting a new sketch! I’ve learned that drawing books falling in different ways is a little bit of a challenge. I’m taking some creative liberties here instead. ヽ( ・∀・)ノ

Under large umbrella leaves and among the twigs and soft glow of laternbells, the Puddlefolk join together in a rainy garden with cups of steaming tea in tiny claws and whiskers wiggling joyfully to plucky strings. Cottonbard and those of Thimblelight create a soft melody of laughter and song.