Image Description.
A watercolor-style illustration of Clementine Cocoa, an anthropomorphic fairycake. Her sponge is a rich chocolate brown with swirls of bright orange running through it, giving her a vibrant and zesty appearance. On top of her sponge sits glossy chocolate frosting, decorated with curls of candied orange peel that glisten warmly.
She has two delicate wings made of candied peel, translucent and glowing like stained glass in shades of orange and gold. They curve outward gracefully, catching the light with a jewel-like shimmer.
Clementine’s expression is lively and confident — a playful smile with sparkling eyes, as if she’s just about to begin telling a story. She holds a small sugar spoon in one hand, lifted slightly as though ready to tap out a rhythm or gesture in mid-performance.
The background is kept soft and painterly, with gentle washes of pastel greens and sugar mist, creating a magical woodland atmosphere without distracting from Clementine.
The overall tone is whimsical, warm, and storybook-like — capturing Clementine Cocoa as the spirited storyteller of Fluffwood Hollow.
Clementine Coco
Pronouns – She/Her
Clementine Cocoa is a lively swirl of chocolate sponge and zesty orange, with candied peel wings that shimmer like stained glass when the Wafer Moon rises. She’s the storyteller of the Hollow — a rhyme-maker, a mischief-singer, and a keeper of tales that warm the crumb and spark the imagination.
Her voice carries like spiced chocolate, rich and bright, and when she tells a story around the Flickerloaf Fire, even Branberry forgets to grumble. Clementine believes that stories are more than entertainment — they’re threads that tie the Hollow together, keeping its magic alive from one generation to the next.
She can be cheeky, dramatic, and a little bit flamboyant, but she also has a deep kindness. Clementine always knows the right tale to share, whether it’s to comfort Cherry, inspire Rolo, or remind Bluebell that listening has its own kind of power.
Clementine Cocoa is proof that words can be wings too — carrying fairycakes higher than frosting breezes ever could.
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