[It's awfully cold today. The clouds are a sheet of dull grey across the sky, any moment ready to bring the first snow of the year. As though summoning winter itself, the sound of wolf howls stretches across the forest ( Read more... )

Who: Ibis, anyone who wants to take Art.
What: Your new Art teacher! Like, oh my god!
Where: Art room.
When: Today.
Warnings: None (yet).

( One might notice upon entering the art room that there were no desks. Only stools and canvases. )

((OOC: Here we go, DR log to make even more sure that I can handle Sneasel in actual logs. \o/ Since this is the DR and anything can happen, let's just say this comes after her last DR entry and she had somehow found a way to become human by now or something. That's just to make it easy for humans to understand her. Her being a Pogeymans now would ( Read more... )