Silveo sent Farell and his captains outside to stand guard, then crouched near the floor and sniffed. He proceeded to work his way slowly around the room on hands and haunches. It was a very foxling thing to do—a very un-grishnard thing. He shot a glance at Gerard as though to say, “Not a word out of you.”
Gonna start trying to do some fan art for one of my favorite book series for each of its new weekly podcast releases. ...I probably should have picked a more dignified way to start this than the gay little animal digging in the dirt, but hey, gotta pick up somewhere, even if that somewhere is *checks notes* episode 7. Also, who am I kidding, this is tumblr, tumblr loves gay little animals digging in the dirt. Took about an hour and a half to draw. Check it out if you like: Funky secret maps, fancy little guys sniffing around, and griffins engaging in horrifying behavior.
