Like a completely normal adult person, after watching the new trolls movie, I obsessively started putting together the brothers' backstory, the deeper reasons for their separation as well as how that all took place without disregarding the fact that they were trapped in the troll tree, which of course evolved into a fic in (forever) progress... yeah
Anyway, even though they aren't actively in the story much, i needed to design the parents, so uh meet Rosiepuff's daughter, Tulip, and her husband Branch.
I designed them based on the brothers' adult looks and in Tulip's case also on her mom's.
bonus baby branch:
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The farmer I buy hay (and some firewood) from hasn't had time for deliveries yet, and he texted me yesterday to ask what I needed most urgently, hay or wood. Selflessly, I said hay.
That /is/ the gate for hay deliveries! Great memory, Pirlouit. I see what are the important spots in your mental map.
I hope you realise that I'm sacrificing myself for you. By telling our neighbour to prioritise your food over my comfort.
But even if I didn't, I would prioritise you and your hay because I love you. I would freeze to death to ensure you are fed
Would you share your hay with me, though?
I see.
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*kills it* *kills it again* *kills it again* *kills it again* *kills it aga
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Lamb: This is the new mascot, Narinder. Make sure to feed it 4 times a day it just escaped an eternal prison
Follower: Yes, of course great leader!
Lamb: And if it dissents, just give it snacks and a pat. It'll calm down
Follower: Oooh! So like a pet cat?
Lamb: Exactly.
Narinder: INSOLENT LAMB. I AM STILL HERE.
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back into the wyll and bishop mines o7
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