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    Due to a few puddles that had gathered in camp, there would be mud spots scattered about the area. Some people might find the dirt annoying, but others would see it as an opportunity to have some fun. And though his activity wasn't all that messy when compared to jumping and squelching in the substance, Painkit would find some entertainment in drawing in the mud with his paw and a stick for smaller details. He could easily sketch something and clear it away if he made a mistake or wished to draw something else. So there he lay doodling, currently attempting to make a fairly well picture of a bird.
    [hr][align=center][size=9pt][font=andalemono]in dreams there's a way to die .[/fancypost]
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