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Simple Little Things{Open; Art}
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[justify]"Are you painting yourself?" Lavapaw asked, trotting over to the other apprentice. Unless Collidingpaw happened to look exactly like someone else, then to the red tabby it appeared as if he were doing a self portrait.
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"That's really beautiful," Wingspan said with a purr as she walked over to peer at the apprentice's artwork. It reminded her of Polarispride, but she didn't know that it was supposed to be him. "I'm Wingspan, what's your name?" -
The young medic padded up beside her adoptive mother, pressing her golden and white pelt to WingSpan's affectionately, purring. "neat drawing." even if she did take interest in some arts? Drawing had never peaked her curiosity.
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"Hello, Bloomingskies," Wingspan greeted with a smile, pressing back in return. She was proud of how far Bloomingskies had come, having taken care of her since she was a young kitten. -
[justify]Polarispride? Ava hadn't known that the vice-leader had kids. "Oh! It looks just like him, well, you look just like him," the apprentice giggled. Maybe Lavapaw should make a painting of her mom and dad, but then again, she wasn't the best at artistic stuff.
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"Nice to meet you, Collidingpaw," she replied. "So when did you start drawing?" -
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"Wow, you're talented at this then," Wingspan said with an impressed voice, looking back to the portrait. If it only took him one day to get this far, he must be naturally good at this. -
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The tortie had always adored stuff like this. Art, music, all of them were amazing. Smiling, the dark colored female strut over, darker orange oculars locking on the group. Looking down at her bulged belly, she twitched her ear and nodded in greeting, then looking at the art, her smile grew. "Nice!"
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