The squonk is a legendary bird who lives in the forests of my home state, Pennsylvania. It has leathery, ill-fitting skin of a muddy color and is covered in warts. It is also dumpy, featherless and flightless. It's terribly embarassed about its appearance, and cries constantly. It is named for the sound its sobbing makes. If it is ever seen, it literally melts into tears and dies of embarassment, and all that will be left is a puddle. Poor thing! This one also looked better in the preliminary sketch. Don't you hate that? It was cuter. Oh well. I still feel bad for it. Ballpoint pen and Prismacolor (scholar) colored pencils.