The drawn head's skin turns blue, its hair grows, and the face looks increasingly feminine...but the goggles stick around, at least. A few feet away along the circumference of the Nothing, a bunch of the wayward sketch-lines from the pencil form themselves into a slim, headless body with matching skin. Before long, the head pops out and the body steps out of its place at just the same time. The overall result would look
like so (but no knives present) if put together...she is actually a low-level Lich whose soul now resides in that pair of goggles, and has memories of
being those goggles themselves throughout their existence. This is likely to complicate things.
((I don't know if you want to play the goggle-lich or me; it seems like you should since you'd know where the goggles have actually been.))
Meanwhile, the wolf-woman seems to make a decision, and presses the mushroom into the center of the swirling sketch-lines before her. They gather around it, consuming it, and then rapidly reform into a specific humanoid shape, filling in coloration rapidly before popping out of the white stuff as, perhaps surprisingly to an outside observer,
a male (but the extra human ears aren't there). He looks confused for a second...looks around, fixes his eyes on Whatevr.
"...You brought me back? But I don't remember dying.""You wouldn't. What
do you remember?"
This new person closes his eyes, thinking.
"...A long life. I know I was a mage, but I can't remember any of the spells or powers I learned through the years. Strange. Where is Lyra?""She was returned to your old universe, nothing to worry about there. Anyway, you're basically a new person. How about a new name?"
The young man pauses a moment, feeling one of his ears and bringing the tail forward to take a brief look at it.
"...Fox.""Really? You didn't become
any more creative after being reborn at all?"
"You asked me for a new name. That's it."