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    Once again the cinnamon kit grew bored after batting a leaf around for a while, doing nothing but watching it swirl around before hitting the ground. Lifting a paw from the ground, Artistickit lightly traced it along the ground, creating lines that grew into designs. This is fun! she thought. But as she looked over the picture, she saw that it wasn't anything too special, just a weird squiggly shape. "Hm. What can I draw?" the she-kit whispered, mainly to herself.

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    Roleplay;; Rhukka padded into camp, a massive blackbird clamped in her jaws. The emerald-eyed she-fossa dropped her prey on the pile and reared up on her hind legs. She twisted around to groom her short dark brown fur.

    "Hello," meowed Starpaw, the pretty blue tortie point returning from border patrol. "What are you doing?" Artistickit was sure met up to her name.

    "Oh, hey Starpaw," she meowed, looking up from the lines in the dirt. "I'm just drawing on the ground, I guess. It's fun." Artistickit angled her paw and made a star in the sand, the points of it still not as even as she wanted them to be. "I can't figure out what to draw."

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    Realmpaw trotted over to Artistickit and Starpaw, his tail wagging. "Hello everyone," woofed the black canine with a smile. "Try closing your eyes and relaxing and let the thoughts come to you." suggested the wolf shepherd, sitting down and wrapping his tail around his paws.