Next to a kesshite statue there is an omurice offering. Kesshite, as a person, says “oh, sweet! For me? I guess I can keep the sun shining a bit longer~”
Kesshite receives an offering! #YokokasQuest (sorta) #ocsky
Wanted to draw her person disguise hehe
CREDITS Cover Art/Page 1 (Yokoka, Mao) Jacki @crabbng (kingsofsorts.com) Preface art (Yfa) apricot @areyoshi (kattabolt.com) Page 2 (Yokoka, Azha, Valyn) Athena/Beans @furbyisland2005 Page 3 (Yokoka, Mao, Copycat) Renart @HugoTNMilan Page 4 (Mao, and Yokoka,Yfa) Ray @ImaginedDreamer, and Autumn @DreamyPumpkins Page 5 (Bae, Grace, Sheena, Carreau and Pique) Kobalt Fox @KobaltFox (ko-fi.com/kfox) Page 6 (Yokoka & Cast) Vibbly @VibblyArt (ko-fi.com/vibblyart) Page 7 (Yokoka, Azha, Yfa, Raya) Kate @katethegay Page 8 (Raya & Cast) masa @masamunemaniac (dailyraya.yokokasquest.com) Page 9 (Yfa, Yokoka, Mao, Kalliv) SolarSurvivor @SolarSurvivor Page 10 (Yokoka, Yfa) Eunos @eunosmiata Page 11 (Misha) Chu @raizap (raizap.com) Page 12/Credits (Yokoka, Mao & cast) dipndops @dipndops Page 13 (Letter): Rafa @FeatherinFlames Page 14 (Sliv & Curly): Tails @tailsadlp Page 22 (Azha & Misha): andor @andordoesart Editing, Spot Art, Yokoka's Quest: Chris @ClefdeSoll (yokokasquest.com)
And finally to wrap things up, here's the credits page! I thought @dipndops.bsky.social's illustration also worked well as a cover and matched jacki's, so it ended up like some sort of call back to the front cover too~
Thank you for walking with me through these! Enjoy! #YokokasQuest
"you and your books," misha whines, "trust me! i would never choose something that might hurt you!" but azha doesn’t relent. while yes, he does know that misha will never intentionally hurt him, they are still lacking in experience when it comes to the forest clan’s woods! so azha stares at misha with that particular expression that he saves for moments just like these; when misha is acting especially petulant with him, despite all of azha’s attempts to help misha understand why he is acting this way. "let me check my books," he insists. he turns away from misha so that he can properly dig through his backpack. it doesn’t take too long for azha to find the book that he was searching for. he thumbs through the pages quickly, stubbornly ignoring how misha wails in the background, until he eventually flips to the right page. he skims the words quickly - someone has drawn multiple lines beneath the word poisonous. the rest of the paragraph delves into how the mushroom is poisonous to most - if not all - demons, but that certain beasts were able to consume it with no issues. it’s a strange phenomenon, and while azha might want to look into it further, for now, he needs to tell misha about his findings. "misha, it’s—!" but before he can finish speaking, there’s a thunk! from somewhere behind azha. immediately, he knows that it’s the sound of the mushroom dropping into the pot. azha can feel the way his heart sinks along with the forage as it hits the bottom of the cooking utensil, thudding against it. "—poisonous." azha finishes his warning with a sharp exhale. a hand slides down his face in frustration. but the anger that has begun to bubble up in azha’s chest fades as soon as he catches misha’s expression. her eyes are wide, fraught with guilt, as she lowers herself further onto the ground. "i...i just thought..."
azha sighs. he crosses over to where misha is, lowering himself to the floor so that he can sit besides her. he brushes a hand over her head, careful to avoid the metallic butterfly that sits atop her. "i know." there’s a larger conversation to be had - about how it isn’t a bad plan for the two to go slowly, to double-check their choices to ensure that everything is done correctly. they are newcomers to this land, and azha is here to learn. what learning can be done if they just flounder their way through everything? but any thought of broaching this particular conversation with misha in this moment falters when azha looks up to the sky. it’s...beautiful. greens and purples swirl overhead into a strange, snake-like pattern that twists its way through the dark sky. it shimmers so vibrantly that for a moment, azha wonders if he is only imagining the sight. but when stars begin to shoot across the sky, sparking a new sense of movement that he never would have thought of on his own, azha knows that this is truly not a dream. he chances a glance down at misha. her pupils are blown wide, the skyward colors reflecting in their depths, and azha stifles a giggle. it seems as though this sight is captivating them both. their argument has already been forgotten. it will be easy enough to boil the water again; there is still plenty of time to cook tonight. perhaps it is the small moments like these that makes all of azha’s travels worth it, despite his troubles. memories like these...they would live in his heart forever. (illustration of Azha and Misha looking up at the sky)
(2/2) And the rest of @andordoesart.bsky.social's sweet fanfic! Please be sure to read the entire thing! #YokokasQuest
Art of Raya from Yokoka's Quest, wearing a green leafy design dress and sticking her tongue out. She is holding a sandwich and sitting on a lilypad. Some of her features are a little off, as it was created with an image maker designed for cat characters.
Raya's back with a snack 🥪
(Made with a picrew by @lucieviatge.art) #YokokasQuest
trying out a new place to drop a #YokokasQuest mirror and post daily pages until we catch up, please check it out if you're on @theduckwebcomics.bsky.social! #webcomic #art
Yokoka and Usagi having a conversation with onomatopoeic words, with no clear meaning. Usagi: "Ura." Yokoka: "Ura?" Usagi: "Una." Yokoka: "Una?" Usagi: "Yaha."
Copycat and Momonga posing together.
Azha, Misha, and Chiikawa sitting together. Hachiware is chatting with their guitar while Azha and Misha listen. Misha is noticeably peeved.
Yokawas your Quest
#YokokasQuest #Chiikawa
when the sun finally disappears beneath the horizon, azha can only let out a sigh of relief. today has been absolutely awful. tomorrow will bring with it new opportunities, he promises himself, but such a meager attempt to reassure himself does nothing to satisfy the lingering doubt that has been haunting azha all day. despite azha’s endless attempts at optimism - that he truly was ready to travel outside of the moon clan’s borders and experience more of the world than what his home alone could offer his studies - worry continues to churn over and over again in azha’s stomach. it’s an uncomfortable feeling, one that azha still hasn’t quite grown familiar with yet considering it has only been two moons since he left home. if only he knew back then how difficult this all would be - ack, especially today! first, there was the fact that azha nearly lost his favorite cooking pot. though the river was calm enough when azha first sunk the pot into the water, hoping to scrub it clean of last night’s meal, the rapids suddenly sped up, tearing the cooking utensil from azha’s hands. luckily, misha was quick to re-summon the pot back into her magical storage dimension before the river stole it away, but if it wasn’t for her intervention, it would’ve been lost! and this was before the sun even began its ascent into the sky! then, azha had gotten into a fight with some strange, boar-like creature. it was clear that the beast was familiar with the terrain, but azha was absolutely not; no matter how fast azha swung, the boar was always faster, able to navigate the tangling roots beneath its hooves with an uncanny ease. it took nearly all of azha’s focus not to trip, and luckily, the beast eventually grew bored of the hunt and left them alone.
and then, there was the latest of azha’s troubles: at one point, the path led them to a series of branches. while misha was short enough to walk on by beneath them, azha was not. but his attempt to push the leaves aside was immediately met with a stinging pain in his arm; it was likely some sort of defensive measure from the plant, but azha had no idea it could act in such a way! he even had to crawl beneath the branches after that! lifting up his arm still sparks a dull ache, but at the very least, it seems to be fading. there was absolutely nothing in any of azha’s books that could help him today. at least now, with the moon rising over the horizon, azha can finally settle in to rest. he has already lit tonight’s fire. now, it’s only a matter of tracking down misha so that he can access the ingredients they have left. he vaguely recalls that it’s mostly vegetables at this point; some leftover squash, a turnip or two...a few peppers, maybe, but most importantly, the sweetcorn that azha has been waiting to use until the moment was right. perhaps tonight was that moment? he could certainly use a pick-me up. then again, the silent conversation playing out in azha’s mind is all in vain until misha returns. where did she go? azha doesn’t realize that he is humming to himself - a tune that he belatedly recognizes to be one of theemin’s - until the bushes nearby begins to rustle. the sudden noise startles him out of the song, but still, it’s familiar enough that azha doesn’t reach for rubylight. and sure enough, it is misha who comes crawling out from the undergrowth a heartbeat later. she has something in her mouth, azha thinks, but the fire is still just a weak flame, and his familiar too far away, for him to hazard a guess at what she has.
although azha knows that it is only the two of them, and there’s no reason not to speak to misha in the moon’s tongue, he still calls out to her in the foreign forest language. emotion begins to grow in his throat, creeping up his throat like the vines that wind their way up and around the nearby trees. "what do you have there?" azha asks. he needs the practice; needs to learn how those in the forest clan manage to speak so casually, their sentiments lacing every word without the slightest hint of formality. his familiar drops the...mushroom? so that she can answer him. "i found it nearby! isn’t it pretty? with colors like these, it must have an amazing taste, yes?" then, she continues to drag the forage closer. once misha finally steps into the firelight, azha peers curiously at what she’s brought him. she does have a point; the mushroom’s cap is a vivid scarlet, and even the smaller, white dots only add to the mushroom’s charm. azha spends another heartbeat gazing at the mushroom - that’s why it takes a moment for misha’s words to catch up with him. "wait, misha, you want to put this in tonight’s dinner?" the shock of it all startles azha back into the moon’s tongue, but even the language’s familiarity can’t calm him down. immediately, azha walks over to where he left his backpack, hoisting it up so that he can rummage through its contents. "let me check my books before you do anything, okay?" he practically begs her. (illustration of Misha showing Azha a mushroom)
(1/2) quick before bsky dies again, here is the start of @andordoesart.bsky.social's fanfic featuring Azha and Misha! I added the spot illustrations again~ #YokokasQuest
Art of Raya from Yokoka's Quest. She is cutely sitting on the left, she has a somewhat stern look and is wearing glasses on the upper-right, and she has her paws resting on something that she is peeking her head over on the bottom-right.
Three Rayas for your attention please 💛
(🎨 by @katethegay.bsky.social) #YokokasQuest
"Yeah," came Sliv’s voice through the door, "just need a few more moments to get more dried off...where's the hair dryer again?" "In the closet, third shelf." A few thuds and the sound of rummaging around lead to a 'bonk' noise, as if the dryer landed on something hollow. "Are... are you good in there, Sliv?" Curly was concerned since she could just fly up to the shelf and grab it. "Yeah," Sliv replied, "it just landed on my head. I might need help blasting myself with this tho..." "I'll be there in a moment." Curly closed her notebook and locked it. No need for Sliv to read the fanfic she was writing, right? The first thing she saw upon opening the door were all of the towels and cleaning supplies that Sliv was using to try and clean up on the floor. The second was the sopping wet looking thing that was still dripping from the bath known as Sliv. Curly wordlessly picks up the hair dryer and blasts Sliv in the face with it for a second. "You know you could have flown up to get this, right?" "I... may have... perhaps... forgotten a little bit..." Curly let out a sigh saying, "We can clean this in a moment, you should dry off fully first," before turning the dryer on full blast. It wasn't long before the room was clean again and Sliv was dried off, her fur poofed out and making her look more like a red and orange cotton ball.
"Thanks bestie~, I'm guessing my outfit options are in the normal spot?" Sliv asked. "Yep, should be an easy choice today. I'll freshen up and we can head out after that." Sliv gave a thumbs up before flying out of the room and landing in front of her options. She stared at them all for a few moments, weighing the options. Though the pockets were tempting, she eventually landed on the purple dress and belt option. After what felt like an eternity to Sliv, Curly finished and came out to grab a few things. "You ready to go, Sliv?" she asked the rather bored looking hummingpanda. Sliv bolted upright, asking, "Are we off to your date finally?" "Yep!" Curly said, a bit nervous but excited nonetheless. "THEN LET’S GO!" Sliv exclaimed before hovering into the extra large purse Curly was taking. "ONWARDS TO LOVE TIME!" She shouted, gesturing to the door with great enthusiasm. The trip to the bar was uneventful since Sliv stayed in the purse the entire way there. She hated the attention outside of broadcasts and everyone always had to make the remark that she was "smaller in person." Curly, on the other hand, was always willing to chat with all of their fans or other random passersby, whether it was about weather on the transit or as they moved through the street market. Sliv was sure that she intentionally went through crowds at some points, but Curly was thriving, and that was always fun to see. While the purse was actually fairly comfortable to lounge in, Sliv was more than happy to get out of it at the bar and stretch a bit before going in. Much to her disgruntlement, she heard someone comment, "wait, that's how small they are?" before they headed in.
It was still a bit early for Curly’s date, but she double and triple checked her phone to make absolutely sure that this was the right place. She was anxious but excited to see who the blind date was through the new phone app that some humans recently brought over from Earth. Curly was positive that this time, she would be able to have things click with a guy by the end of the evening! Then it was time for him to arrive. Then he was late. Then it started to get dark outside. Then the lights came on. Curly was halfway through her drink at this point and had been trying to get in contact with the blind date. To her dismay, she only got a 'woops' in reply, followed by her number being blocked. Sliv flew in from the other side of the room that she had been waiting at to see how Curly was handling the situation. Turns out, not very well at all. Curly was on the verge of tears before Sliv suggested that they sit at the bar proper and order some more drinks. Curly was devastated by the whole situation and was plastered halfway through her second drink. "WHY DID HE JUST DITCH ME?" She wailed as Sliv started her fifth drink, unaffected by the alcohol. "Well, he's clearly not worth it if he ditched you here before he even met you," Sliv said, trying to calm her friend down a bit. "BUT THIS IS THE SEVENTH ONE THIS MOON CYCLE!" Curly continued, forgetting what an indoor voice was for now. "THE ONLY GOOD ONE WAS THAT HUMAN ADVENTURER THAT GOT EATEN BY A DARKNESS CLAN BEAST!!" She planted her face on the bar, sobbing. The barkeep seemed extremely disinterested in the sad demon in front of him.
"Well... you can always try again some other time... but maybe give it a bit of a break, ok?" Sliv said in as comforting of a voice as she could. "For all we know, that dating app thing might just be a bad fit for you to find someone." Curly looked up at Sliv with tears streaming down her face. "But what if I don't find anyone ever?" "I'm sure you'll find the right person eventually, just not right now. For now, I think we should get you some water and think about paying the tab..." Sliv said, nervously looking at the pile of drink glasses she collected from the time waiting for the no-show. "It uhh... it might be a bit this time..." (illustration of Sliv and Curly drinking together)
(2/2) Here is the conclusion to @lumiamoth.bsky.social's fanfic! Please be sure to read the whole thing~ #YokokasQuest
Art of Yfa and Raya from Yokoka's Quest, looking at each other while Raya is crying, saying "I picked you a grape but I eated it". It is based on the Pon and Zi comic and resulting meme of "I made you a cookie but I eated it".
a tragedy ;_;
(🎨 by @masamunemaniac.bsky.social) #YokokasQuest
Sliv’s slumber was disrupted by the sound of Curly rummaging through the closet for something. They rolled over in their hammock to get a better look into it and saw Curly comparing several different outfits in a mirror. Without even looking at Sliv, she asked, "Which do you think looks better for my date tonight?" Sliv, rapidly escaping the early wake up haze, nearly fell out of their hammock in excitement for getting to finally choose an outfit. "THE BLUE ONE!" Curly nodded. "So that one goes into the closet again, then." "Huh?" Sliv was confused now. "Sliv, buddy, your taste in venues for work are top-tier, but there's a very good reason I never listen to your fashion advice." Curly said in a flat, matter-of-fact tone. "I can dress myself! Watch this!" They said before flying over to a box labeled ‘Sliv’s comfy clothes’ and jumping in. A few moments later, they reemerged from the box with the confidence that their outfit was the best ever. Curly stood there and stared at the kaleidoscope of an outfit that Sliv wore with concern and confusion. "You... you do realize that you're wearing a skirt as a top and one of your mittens is a sock right...?" "Uhhh..." Sliv stood there awkwardly for a moment. "Wait... that's one of my socks as well, I've been looking for that for weeks!" Curly picked up Sliv to look over the outfit that would be better suited as an art gallery piece than wearable attire.
"I... I plead innocent on all acts of sock nabbing," they said, looking away from Curly in an attempt to hide their guilt. "Well, I guess if I put it back I can say it's been found again. Say, are there more of my socks in there?" "Uhhh... I'm not sure..." Sliv said, trying to look innocent and failing. Curly got a waft of something foul as they discussed the legality of sock sovereignty and pulled Sliv closer for a quick sniff. "Oh, yuck. Sliv, when was the last time you took a bath?" Sliv’s expression quickly became nervous. "Uhh... g-good question?" Curly stared at Sliv, blankly contemplating how long it must have taken to smell this rank in the first place. "You know what would be good for you?" "N-no–" Sliv felt a layer of fear overwhelm them at the thought of what they knew was about to leave her mouth. "You're due for a bath~" Curly said with a bit of enthusiasm. All Sliv could utter was a little "eep" before they started flailing around to try and escape Curly’s grasp. Much to their own dismay, they could not escape, and after a moment or two they just flopped on her hands, going as limp as possible. "I can't believe we have to do this every time Sliv, it would be a lot easier if you washed yourself regularly you know." Sliv just let out a "mreh" as Curly carried them to the bathroom. Curly closed the door and locked the slide lock towards the top to help prevent Sliv from escaping during the cleaning process. "So are you going to clean yourself, or is it going to be a fight like usual?"
Sliv laid on the floor as Curly was prepping everything for the bath. While she was unsure of how it worked, Curly always enjoyed the frog-shaped bubbles from the soap that she used. After the tub was full of warm, frog-bubbly water, she looked at where Sliv was previously on the floor. Although the spirit was gone, she knew that they had currently forgotten they can poof around, so she just had one or two places she had to look in. The first spot under the sink was the correct one as Sliv just stared at her for a brief moment before trying, and failing, to hold their arms up and expand their body out to look more threatening. "You know that doesn't work on me right? Neither does that..." Curly said as Sliv tried to dilate their eyes. "This is only making it more awkward for you the longer you delay it, I promise it's not that bad to be clean." Sliv, trying to avoid the bath as long as possible, slank further under the sink before Curly gave up the diplomatic approach and just dragged them out, much like one would with a reluctant cat. "Do you want to strip before or after the bath this time?" Curly asked as Sliv flailed around some more. "OK, into the tub you go then." "What wh–" Sliv tried to finish the question as they found themselves dropped into the tub and sopping wet in no time. (illustration of Sliv blowing bubbles from the bath)
"I'll be back in a little bit so wash up, I'll get our outfits for today ready while you do." As Curly closed the bathroom door behind herself, she could hear the sounds of splashing from the bath. Probably Sliv trying to attack the bubbles or something... Curly’s task of picking out the outfits wasn't that hard to do. She had already planned out her outfit earlier that week, and was making adjustments as she would think about something that would look cuter. She knew her look on the dating scene was not the best, but she was sure this time would be different, she was sure of it! The harder part every time was making a good outfit that Sliv would enjoy wearing, since it always came down to how they were feeling that day. She went back to the bathroom and peeked in for a moment to see that Sliv’s box outfit was in a neat, if soaked, pile besides the tub and they were splashing around in a city made of bubbles. "Hey Sliv? What's the gender of the day for you?" Sliv stopped terrorizing the bubble denizens long enough to say, "I'm feeling girly today," before continuing her rampage of bubble town like one of those Earth monster kaiju movies. "Pop off on that town, queen," Curly said, before leaving Sliv to her own devices. Knowing the gender of the day for Sliv made it a lot easier to get some basic, yet stylish and cute, outfits ready for her to look through. The first she thought of was an outfit to match what Curly was going to wear, a cute shirt and overalls. The next one was a purple dress and light purple belt, simple yet stylish. The last was a bit trickier to piece together, but she eventually landed on a tartan skirt with a frilled blouse and matching suit coat. It would be a lie to say she hoped that Sliv would wear this one, but she had to leave it to the whim of the spirit now. Curly eventually heard Sliv cleaning up the bathroom from what she could only assume was the colossal mess that Sliv made of the place. "You good in there?"
(1/2) Today, let's begin @lumiamoth.bsky.social's lovely fanfic featuring Sliv and Curly on a day off! Spot illustrations were added by me. #YokokasQuest
Yokoka from Yokoka's Quest looking cheerful next to Mao who's grumpy. off screen: you guys look nothing alike. Yokoka, raising a finger: wait. Yokoka makes Mao's grumpy face and they match offscreen: nevermind, you guys look identical.
long time no silly redeem where I get to draw silly yq stuff hehehe #YokokasQuest
To my dear friend Chris I never been good at expressing myself and even when I do, I feel I often fault to convey how important someone is for me, hopefully I can remedy some of that through this letter and that it be a reminder whenever I fail to open my heart again. Back at the time of PMDE at DeviantArt, I would find many artist whom I would grow to respect a great deal, because of that I would sought to get closer to them, you were one of those artists. Of course back then I wasn't very good at it, still am not, because of that my way of interacting with people is faulty, awkward, intrusive I fear sometimes, yet, you never pushed me away I will always be whole-heartedly thankful for that Another thing that happened that I vividly remember was when we exchanged, at the time I misinterpred that as you welcoming more conversation, when it was actually to get info to see a bookmark, one that I am sad it never arrived. Alas, you have said that you were amazed that I put up with you at the time, but the few times we talked was still enjoyable to me, it was bumpy, but I was at fault too, struggling to communicate with others, still do, but even so you never shut things off and said stop sending me messages, never left messages unanswered, even if you don't like who you were at the time, you were still nice! And I'm thankful for it! I wish I had more maturity to fill this letter more, you deserve more appreciation than I give you, I cherish you more than what I feel i properly demonstrate! Please know that I will always and always love you, I will always and always be within your reach and I will always and always wish with all my heart the utmost happiness to you Forever yours, Rafael
A lovely letter from @featherinflames.bsky.social to start off this writing section! #YokokasQuest
Pixel art of Yfa, Tomo, Kagi, Raya, Bae, Mama, and Papa from Yokoka's Quest. Raya is in the middle and is surrounded by her family, and Yfa has a blue apple above him.
pixel raya is here, with her pixel family 🬪🬄
(🎨 by @clefdesoll.cisumchronicles.com) #YokokasQuest
Yokoka and Mao laying down with their eyes closed, looking peaceful. Behind them is a starry sky with the rest of their parties overlaid on top.
Here is @dipndops.bsky.social's lovely illustration of the twins and the friends they've made! It's so lovely and peaceful, I love the night sky vibes it gives! #YokokasQuest
Misha sitting pretty and posing, looking confident
Handing you @raizap.com's Misha, sitting pretty! Isn't she such a good model? Well? Get to drawing her. She's posing and everything! #YokokasQuest
Art of Raya from Yokoka's Quest, cutely stood in a neutral pose with her paws out in front of her chest.
It's Raya time, so here's Raya! :3
(🎨 by @sleepyamphy.com) #YokokasQuest
Art of Raya from Yokoka's Quest. She has her eyes closed with a happy expression and her ears angled downwards, and both of her paws by her chin, while a nondescript white paw is petting the top of her head.
You may now pet the Raya! 💛
(🎨 by @mauzymice.bsky.social) #YokokasQuest
Yokoka and Yfa laying down in the grass
Today we have @eunosmiata.bsky.social's piece! The besties just hanging out together, don't they look so chill? #YokokasQuest
Art of Raya from Yokoka's Quests, fending off a hand approaching her head, with the text "Please do not Raya" above her.
Please do not the Raya at this time.
(🎨 by @katethegay.bsky.social) #YokokasQuest
Yfa, cat Yokoka, cat Mao and mouse Kalliv on the edge of leaving Betel's Forest
Here's @solarsurvivor.bsky.social's piece! What if Mao and Kalliv left the forest at the same time as Yokoka and Yfa? I really like how they seem about to take a big step forward! #YokokasQuest
An illustration of various scenes from Yokoka's Quest with Raya added as a character: Chapter 3 on the way to Yang's shop she's holding Yokoka's hand, holding Tomo when Yfa protects him during chapter 4, doing a reading of her elements with Blinky for chapter 6, braiding Yokoka's hair while Grace brushes her tail for chapter 7. On top, she's looking at her family ipad with a smile.
What if Raya had been a bigger part of the story? Here's @masamunemaniac.bsky.social's piece for today! I love the cute little Raya in the middle she's so shaped #YokokasQuest
Yokoka, looking relaxed, with pictures behind her of Yfa, a cake with a 10th anniversary decoration, Raya, Azha and Misha, and the golden mountains
A lovely piece in colour by @katethegay.bsky.social, who also helped organize this zine to make sure it happens! Thanks again <3 I love how peaceful and content Yokoka looks here! #YokokasQuest
A cover-like collection of several scenes from Yokoka's Quest, but with Yokoka redrawn as a cat instead: Mao's first encounter during chapter 2 where he asks why she's still a cat, meeting Azha but now she's cat fighting with Misha, when Blinky reads her elements, fighting with Hurricane, The scene in Yfa's family inn where Yokoka comforts Azha but now Misha has a sniper riffle pointed on her, throwing Raya's bowl of grapes to the floor, and riding Valyn for the Golden Mountains race. The logo instead reads Yokokcat's Quest.
Today is a quirky little recreation with Yokoka as a cat, by @vibblyart.bsky.social! I'm obsessed with the increased level of violence Misha displays, it's SO funny #YokokasQuest
Art of Raya from Yokoka's Quest, in a form resembling a bunny member of The Poker Gang. She has buck teeth showing with a happy expression, and she has one arm and both legs outstretched. Her ears, tail, and cheeks have a yellow grape pattern on them, aside from three grapes on each cheek which are brown like her usual freckles.
Raya has joined a gang! 🐰
(🎨 by @masamunemaniac.bsky.social) #YokokasQuest
on the top: A sad kitty Mao alone in the forest Bottom: In a dream-like bubble, kitty Yokoka and Yfa are just vibing!
Here we have two pieces, by @imagineddreamer.bsky.social on top with a sweet sad lonely cat!Mao (🥺❤️), and @dreamypumpkins.pmd.social on the bottom with a nice contrast of joyful cat!Yokoka and Yfa! I love that they're in the same location, made it a no brainer to pair them up. #YokokasQuest
Grace, Sheena, Carreau and Bae are having a picnic hangout on the grass. There is anime playing on Bae's tablet.
Today's piece is @kobaltfox.bsky.social's, with a fun girls time handgout! Dont't they all just look so sweet and relaxed? I was particularly excited to see Sheena fanart for this zine! #YokokasQuest
Art of Raya from Yokoka's Quest, with her eyes closed in a happy expression, holding a sign in front of her with both hands that reads "Everything will be ok".
Everything will be ok! 🫂
(🎨 by @katethegay.bsky.social) #YokokasQuest
