So, Abaakin found all sorts of great new ways to paint, and since she had stolen plenty of my paper to practice I felt it only appropriate to appropriate a portion of her paints to play around with myself!

Tabyjharaj was there at the time, and lacking anything better to paint I forced him to pose for me in some of the gear he had brought with him! Then I painted myself into his battle-basket (I am getting pretty talented with his springwork quillgun! I swear one time I got a bird mid-air but he still doesn't believe me (he also said I had to stop shooting at everything that moves or he'd make me harvest the quills next time but we both know that isn't happening)).

Abaakin has no idea I stole her paints and she's been freaking all day looking for them, it is pretty hilarious. I think I will pin this up in my reading-room and call her into help me with something and see how long it takes her to realize I basically used up half of her remaining paint on some inexpert doodle. It's gonna be hilarious.

Oh hi there. I'm actually working on Mouse Management right now, actually, I really honestly am, although I have sworn to hold off uploading it until at least the first volume is finished. I don't want the pressure to be on me, I want it to be fun. I am not in the mood to write CONSTANTLY though so have a colored doodle of the narrator and her publisher/unrequited crush.

Anyway, one of the things that I'm adding to the rewrite is springwork technology. So, from the 1400s onwards (with a break sometime after the 1500s and picking back up again in the 1700s because of the damage done to the One Stream and Leafwork production workshops) you might (only might, because even at technological peaks the things were relatively rare) run into some larger animal equipped with a wood-and-metal spring-powered gun, with a littler animal manning it. Different guns use different ammunition and fire at different rates and speeds. The one Tabyjharaj is sporting fires porcupine quills in small wound-up bursts of a dozen at a fast enough speed to stick in some poor animal's pelt. It isn't very deadly but getting a hundred porcupine quills in your face and neck make it hard to want to keep harassing the fox. Besides that, it's sort of a status symbol. It's hard to find someone in the World of Grass who knows how to make a springwork gun, and it's even harder to get them to make one for you. It shows other animals that he isn't just some random fox thief but that he's a fox with connections.

...basically I saw pictures of humans using elephants as weapon platforms and I thought "Why wouldn't wolves and foxes do that too?"

oh hey stoat script signature. I'm putting way too much freaking thought into this damned universe oh my god did you know I have enough history piled up I can literally write a 500+ page history book at this point on the fictional events and cultures of this fictional universe of talking animals

something wrong with me

yes this is the same two from this horrible fucking picture http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2981118

I spend more time writing these descriptions than I do drawing these horrible scribbles