Wow, its been a time and a half since I've drawn Rose. She's really started to come into her own too, huh?

Rosemary Moonblossom, once little more than meek flower child, now a grown woman, so practiced in the druidic arts after discovering her true potential, now bursts with the energy of her namesake plant, the Moon Blossom.

And yet, she might be older, wiser and in my humble opinion, prettier than ever, shes still the same as she ever was, now simply with greater confidence in herself. But really, thats all she ever wanted in the first place. To believe that she could do just as much as her friends.