Collab with Hornbuckle — them doing most of the sketches

An hour or so of cleaning after the ink storm would cause the moon to rise, the celestial object steering their change even more- becoming the great Princess of the Night as it would rise into the sky, magic morphing their hair too to the starry pattern she would be known for.

Keeping to fours, Isabella would become something of a much less elegant form- the change into an inanimate form being just as much of an intense practice to keep their sentience and not get locked into the squeaky air-filled form.

Next
Previous
First