As CraftyCorn sat alone at the picnic table, her determined gaze focused on her drawing despite the late hour, the soft glow of the flickering orange light casting gentle shadows around her. The PlayCare was quiet, everyone else fast asleep, but CraftyCorn was determined to finish her masterpiece.

With each stroke of her pencil, she brought her creation to life on the paper, her imagination running wild with colors and shapes. Occasionally, she would glance up from her work, her eyes scanning the empty PlayCare for any signs of movement, but finding only silence and stillness.

As the minutes ticked by and the night grew darker, CraftyCorn's eyelids began to droop with exhaustion. But she refused to give up, determined to see her drawing through to the end.

CraftyCorn: "Hnggg...I have to finish this..."

CraftyCorn was a in heat, but she was determined to finish her art piece...even if she...was feeling...."wanting a child inside her."

The Other critters, were outside chilling.