{ OPEN ; PAINTING } She paints her fingers with a close precision

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;background-color: #ffffff; width:350px; color: #515151; text-align:justify; font-family:arial; font-size:10] Bottled colors of the rainbow surrounded Odessa, lined up in the proper order of the said arched bridge of light. Every container held paint of one solid color, the transparent glass which formed the long bottles revealing the hue inside. Before her lay a large blank sheet of paper, the she-cat riveted by it for some odd reason. On one side of her sat a paint pallet, substantial blobs of paint from each of the bottles covering the wooden slab. On the other rested a stack of paper, all matching the size of the one before Odessa.
    Her location was the living room, considering her own living quarters were not large enough for all of the items
    While confined inside the walls of the castle as the effects of the blizzard melted away outside, she explored the rooms within the prodigious building. During that time, she discovered the paints and other painting materials around her buried under piles of junk. After a good dusting, they seemed to be as good as new. She decided to try to paint something, and perhaps one who appreciated art more than she would come along and take the things off her hands.[/fancypost][/fancypost]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=#CDB5CD; borderwidth=0px; height: 200px; width: 200px; margin-top: -300px; font-family: cochin; font-size: 9px; color: black; text-align: justify; overflow:auto;]"Hello." Came the female tones of an African dog trotting over, a white clothe tied about her head. "Well-met. I am Warriordynasty Chon'sin. Are you an artist?"




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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;background-color: #ffffff; width:350px; color: #515151; text-align:justify; font-family:arial; font-size:10] She looked up from the paper when the unfamiliar canine approached, announcing who she was.
    "It is a pleasure to meet you, my name is Odessa." she responded, looking down at the paints. "But no, I am not an artist. I have never painted in my life, I simply found these materials while...uh, exploring the castle. You can paint if you would like to, though." she offered, prepared to supply her with a blank canvas. [/fancypost][/fancypost]

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    HOURPAW !
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    I'M HOPING IT MIGHT KICK START —
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    Painting. The practice only reminded him of Codepaw...and the pain still wasn't gone. He had been a good friend of his and a fellow Chepota, and therefore it only hurt more to see more of the past HawkClanner's favorite pastime. "I-It looks great, Odessa." He said, forcing a smile.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=#CDB5CD; borderwidth=0px; height: 200px; width: 200px; margin-top: -300px; font-family: cochin; font-size: 9px; color: black; text-align: justify; overflow:auto;]"I cannot claim to be an artist, either. But perhaps we could both attempt it? " Dyn smiled at the femme, before pulling a piece over and frowning. As a canine, even as one with good spacial awareness like a painted dog, she couldn't claim to be at all presice. However, years with a blade had taught her much, perhaps the same principal could be applied.




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    The Siberian tiger nodded to all of them as he padded up. Painting? He asked, twitching an ear. I'd like to give a go at that. The male found a blank bit of canvas laying around, and he dragged that over with his large paw. He thought to himself for a moment. What was his art style? Abstract? Realistic? Simplistic? Shrugging to himself, Ash thought it best he'd do something abstract. Like splatter art.

    prism walked over to the small group, head tilting. "i can paint a teen-tine' bit, i reckon," the jaguar mused as he glanced over all of the papers. really he was quite good at art, but he didn't see a point in bragging on it. he was more accustomed to painting on wood anyway so he might actually be horrible at doing it on paper. Swiftly pawing off a piece for himself, he sat and thought on what he might attempt to depict.


    *mobile
    #prismm

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;background-color: #ffffff; width:350px; color: #515151; text-align:justify; font-family:arial; font-size:10] The friendly expression which formed with the entrance of Hourpaw withered away when she noticed the sadness in his voice. Something was wrong with the little apprentice. For one, he complimented her on how a blank piece of paper looked. He also wasn't at all the peppy person he usually was. Everyone had bad days, sure, but Hourpaw? Was he able to be depressed for a whole twenty four hours?
    Whatever bothered him was none of her business, though, so she devised not to pry. Instead, she would try to cheer him up.
    "Would you like to try painting?" she offered with a small smile.
    She turned to Warriordynasty at her request, and answered with a small nod.
    "Lovely idea!"
    As Ash and Prism entered, she spoke to them as well as the two already there: "Feel free to use any materials here. Since we have a nice sized group here, shall we have a theme that we all base our paintings on, or would you all prefer to paint whatever you want?"
    If they all had a theme to work with, it could be interesting to see what everyone interpreted from the prompt.[/fancypost][/fancypost]

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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent bordercolor= # borderwidth= 0px; width: 400px; font-size: 9px; margin-top: -15px; letter-spacing: 5px; text-align: left;][color=#000000]1 yr, 2 months -no powers[/fancypost]
    [fancypost bgcolor=# borderwidth=0px; width: 385px; text-transform: lowercase; overflow: auto; width: 383px; height: 175px;][justify][color=white][size=7pt]"Skies?" Prism suggests, not only because he likes the sky but also because he figures it will be easier for them all to paint and mostly the colors will influence how each will vary he assumes.[/fancypost]


    [font=georgia][size=5pt]FANCYPOST (C) CARA, #prismm
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    "oh, paints." the feline murmured, glaring at all of the colours. she couldn't even make a dot, let alone paint the skies, but she'd try anyway. she wanted to make it red. the feline took a paper and stared at it for a minute, nose twitching.


    how did she make the sky?
    #birdytag

    The post was edited 1 time, last by LACEY C. A. ().

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    HOURPAW !
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    I'M HOPING IT MIGHT KICK START —
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    At Odessa's request he shook his head. "Oh...no thanks. I was never very good at it anyway."


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;background-color: #ffffff; width:350px; color: #515151; text-align:justify; font-family:arial; font-size:10px; margin: 10px 5px 5px; 5px;] "A sky sound fun," she stated with a nod. It did sound enjoyable to paint, plus it should be fairly easy to draw. "Let us do that!"
    She gave Hourpaw a gentle look, then stared down at her blank canvas.Now the only problem was how she would paint her sky. What time of day should it be? Morning, evening, daytime? Should there be clouds are not? Should the colors be realistic or surreal? Should there be birds flying the sky?
    She took it back all back, creating a sky was difficult already, and she was just at the planning part!
    She glanced at the others pieces, to see if she got any ideas from their paintings.
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    Hae frowned. Painting mostly required sight, of which she lacked. She heard familiar voices, being Hourpaw. The sightless cat kept silent as she sat behind Hourpaw.

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    prism did his pretty simple. he slapped some black and purple paint onto his paper, smeared it around, and added some dots of white with is claws. then he made a crescent moon with a toe. done. while it dried, his attention went to haebeuscorpus. "do ya want help?"[/fancypost]


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    Her forehead furrowed and she shook her head, "Nah, I don't want to mess it up." This was unlike her, she was usually up to the challenge. Now, she was just a submissive creature. It was a little pathetic. Her little worry-wort aesthetic was totally psychetic. The pure white cat remained sitting.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 315px; height: auto; margin-top: -10px;][hr][justify]As Haebuspaw came up behind him he was going to give her a smile but then remembered that she couldn't see and just sat there awkwardly, watching as the others went ahead to paint. The atmosphere was pleasant but all he could see were reminders of Codepaw. A good friend, and a fellow Chepota. Man he missed the guy.
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    "well, a'right," prism replied passively. he wouldn't push her to do it or anything. he turned his attention to warriordynasty's picture and blinked. "what're those?" he questioned, pointing to what would soon be the kites. he had never seen those before besides being familiar with human devices. [/fancypost]


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