I have fully developed, drawn characters that I need illustrated for a childrens book. The descriptions of the illustrations will be provided. I need the characters drawn into the scenes. There are 8 characters and a car not all 8 will be present in every scene. I have attached two characters for the scene below.
SCENE 3: Quigglet was standing on one leg with the other leg at his side lifted up in a 90 degree angle. His left arm was bent and pulled in tight to his chest. His hand was in a tight fist held close to the left side of his face. His right arm was outstretched to his side and bent upwards at the elbow. His hand was directly above his head, fingers straight and pressed tightly together like someone who was about to do a Karate chop. His feathers were poofed out as best as they could be, being as that they were covered with fudge and ice cream. He kind of looked like a mad porcupine! Karla was sitting upright on the base of her tail. Her legs were bent and pulled up tight against her stomach. Her feet were pointing straight up at the ceiling. Both of her arms were bent like chicken wings and parallel to the floor. Her wrists were bent and her hands looked like chicken beaks which pointed straight out in front of her. They both bowed their heads at each other, like they were observing the customs and courtesies of a traditional martial arts sparring match.
Karla grinned and started bouncing around in a circle on her tail. Quigglet slowly put his leg down and crouched low to the ground and with his hands still in place, walked very slowly and cautiously in the same direction as Karla, watching her every move. It seems like forever before either of them made an offensive move. With anticipation growing in everyone's mind, the first strike of the match was made. Quigglet did a quick somersault towards Karla and then got into a handstand. As soon as his feet were in the air, he pushed up with his arms and lifted himself into the air. He kicked toward Karla's face. She threw out a hand to block it and with the other hand did what she likes to call the 'Chicken-Wholloper'. With her hand in the beak like state, she thrust it forward at Quigglet and in a flash her hand retracted with a 'beak' full of feathers. Quigglet flipped over backwards and landed gracefully on the floor. He turned to look at his behind. Karla had taken half of the feathers off of his hind-end!
â€œIt's on, now, my worthy opponent.â€ Quigglet said in a dignified sort of way as he held out his hand, palm up and fingers out stretched, and motioned for Karla to 'bring-it-on'.
â€œLet's go then, little man!â€ Karla said with a laugh.
The two of them rushed towards each other. I couldn't really tell what was going on. They were moving so fast. There were arms flying, fur and feathers showering the factory floor, legs swinging at lightning speed, then the final move of the match. Karla whacked Quigglet upside the head with her tail. It sent him soaring into the air. On his decent, she bounced hard on her tail and flipped upside down. She threw out both of her fists and connected with the center of Quigglet's sticky puffy little chest. It sent him flying into the wall on the opposite side of the room. She 'floated' back down to the floor and landed softly on her feet.