Iri's paws were itching with restlessness. She tossed and turned while trying to take a nap, but she could not close her eyes for more than five minutes. Finally, she gave up. She slowly crawled into the dense jungle, sneaking past her brothers, her sister, and her mother. At first, she blundered and tripped over vines and her own paws, but soon adjusted herself to walking beneath the thick trees. She climbed over logs and vines, and finally reached the middle of the jungle.
Yep, I've decided to do more shading. Also, Iri probably looks larger and more mature in this picture. That's because Iri is older, equivalent to a twelve-year-old human child in age where she's usually equivalent to a nine-year old in age. And no, I am not nine years old. Yes, her muzzle looks terrible. Again, drawing with a mouse. Tomorrow, though, I'll be able to use the drawing tablet again. >.<
