
Hoity Toity rummaged through a batch of drawings and designs from Rarity, mentally crossing out some while raising his brow at others. Others he felt had potential.... if she changed a bit of flourish and flair in places. A few in particular were probably as close to perfect as he'd permit himself to saying. He made a mental note to call her later and tell her that himself.
He lifted his shades to glance out his window at daylight before putting them back on and tidying up his desk. Setting the stack down, he fixed his cuffs, swept back his hair and exited his room in the tree, aiming to find something to eat. A lot had been on his mind recently, particularly that he was feeling a bit of an art block so to speak. Lately, things had felt too stale around the tree and he needed something to shake that up and renew his fashion flair.
Maybe he'd find it today unlike so many other days....
Menelie