Tyrone, after amping up his footpaws again, decided to take a trip to the beach and build a sandcastle. (Of course, he used a spell that lets his clothes, like those pseudo-Hawaiian trunks, stretch comfortably.) He decided to make use of his immensity and sat in front of the waves, letting them splash into him while he, holding his tum back with his footpaws, used magic to sculpt the sand below.
I sketched thumbnails of the penultimate four pics in the sequence, and this is the first. Didn't come out nearly as well as I'd hoped, looks really janky, but I thought the idea was too cute to up. This is the last time we'll see his footpaws until the 31st, though, and I wanted to make 'em beeg because I like beeg soft footpaws. And hey, I used the right side of the paper this time! 8D
I sketched thumbnails of the penultimate four pics in the sequence, and this is the first. Didn't come out nearly as well as I'd hoped, looks really janky, but I thought the idea was too cute to up. This is the last time we'll see his footpaws until the 31st, though, and I wanted to make 'em beeg because I like beeg soft footpaws. And hey, I used the right side of the paper this time! 8D
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No more washed out sand castles, courtesy of large dino mass! : D
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