OH WOW! A NEW WINDSONDE PIECE! 8D Been a while, hasn't it?
It's actually an old sketch from a rp that bazjra, Jerepasaurus, and I did, but it worked quite well for the challenge!

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Challenge #1 for Windsonde of dA!
Prompt: Tookie Island has abundant food for the Tookie Islanders. What is your favorite kind of food? Draw yourself hunting an insect, collecting berries, picking nuts, etc.
My response: Rococo's favorite thing to eat is Big Gryph! Tookie Feast!

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RP by the three of us-I only wrote my part. :3
<bazjra> N!ru bounces from branch to branch, shaking leaves and dropping rotten fruit from the trees as best he can. Let those big-gryphs get his fruits now! He would make a trap for them, oh-ho, yes! No big-gryph would take -his- fruit! The little Tookie suddenly bursts out into a lively song, "o/~ Big-gryph come to iiiisland, N!ru N!ru eeeeat them, N!ru N!ru for his birthday diiinner! N!ru-ru! o/~"
<BGArts> Rococo, easily lured in by the loud sounds and particularly the word BigGryph, trotted over only to be hit by one of the rotten fruits. "Heya! BigGryph around? I goooood BigGryph hunter. I help catch Tookie Feast!"
<bazjra> N!ru cackles and peers through the leaves at the other Tookie. "Not ye-e-et!" he sing-songs, "We gonna eatchem an' catchem, an' N!ru pull aaaall der feathers off an' give 'em to Chief Tookie!" He plucks a fruit from his branch and chucks it at Rococo. "You can kill it for me, yis, Rocococo."
<BGArts> Rococo grinned. "I lika this idea. I be right back-I get my pointy hunt stick." Without waiting for an answer, he tore through the underbrush toward his nest to get his precious hunting spear.
<bazjra> N!ru goes back to flinging himself through the trees, pausing occasionally to snap up an unwary bug.
<Jerepasaurus> Grick hung by his feet over a stiff vine, dangling upside down, tail wrapped doubly sure as well so he could preen his neck and shoulders. Feeling overly-confident with his pose, he let go with his feet and reached up to give his ankles a good scratch. Only when he heard other Tookies rustling about somewhere not too far off did he accidentally let go his tail’s grasp and fall straight into a bed of ferns in a flailing mass of feathers.
<BGArts> Rococo snapped his spear up with his beak and ran back, having to back up and go around because the spear didn't want to go by some trees and if you were good hunter, you listened to your pointy hunt stick. (well, more like that it didn't fit sideways between the trees). He stopped suddenly, his pig tail standing straight up. He heard what he knew was a BigGryph land not too far off. He crouched down and took his spear into one of his foreclaws before stalking the unexpecting prey in the ferns.
<bazjra> N!ru's ears prick. The only thing that made -that- sound was a bumbling big-gryph. His eyes widen and he shoots off his perch, screeching as he goes. "BIG GRYPH! BIG GRYPH!" He zooms over the ferns and perches on an overhanging vine, still hollering at the top of his lungs. "Kill it, kill it! We have Tookie FEAST!" He hops up and down the length of the vine with his crest pricked up and tail whipping around. "Kill it, Rocococo!"
<BGArts> Egged on by N!ru's encouragement, Rococo charged at his prey, yelling his battle cry "EYAHYAHYAHYAH!!" *snort* SQUAKKK *snort* "YAHYAHYAH!"
<bazjra> N!ru proceeds to drop fruits and leaves and bark-pieces on the flailing mass of feathers that looked awfully small for a Big-Gryph.

>This was never finished, and I didn't edit anything.<

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N!ru belongs to bazjra of dA.
Grick belogns to Jerepasaurus of dA.
Rococo and art belongs to  bgarts.