[letting go] [open; painting]

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    Bear had been out all day hunting for these materials. She had traveled all over looking for some flowers to crush and grind into paint. The worst part was finding white paper. Luckily she hit the jackpot at an old store she found a long way from here.


    “Guys~ who wants to paint?” she asked plopping down and taking a blank sheet of paper. Dipping her paw into the paint she began making a sea landscape out of her paw prints.



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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 260px; padding: 5px; min-height: 170px; width: 240px]Abraxas came over, an amused expression on her usually nonchalant face. [b]"You go at it, kid, I'll watch," she murmured, sitting down. Kid? She was a kid herself, she just used the term to make herself feel more grown-up.


    [spoiler=mobile tags][color=black][color=#5F3645]information
    abraxas sartaq-donatelli-harbringer-paramour ▼ scarclan ▼ child ▼ female ▼ 5 months ▼ heterosexual ▼ single ▼ force-sensitive ▼ #abraxas16


    [color=#5F3645]powers
    the sight ▼ memory manipulation ▼ conjuration ▼ invisibility


    [color=#5F3645]appearance
    a yellow lab with brown flecked through with gold eyes


    [color=#5F3645]battle
    name in bold #5F3645▼ hard ▼ no kill ▼ ask to injure ▼ ask to capture ▼ will kill ▼ will injure ▼ will capture ▼ pm for private battle[/fancypost][/fancypost][align=center][size=1][font=arial][color=white]© phantasm | #tastemplates

    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; line-height: 12px; font-size: 12px; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 1px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: justify]oh, painting? "I guess I will. I'm not very good at it though," Broken would say with a slightly ashamed chuckle.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;font-family:arial;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;]he padded over. not very creative, me.. So I'll not..

    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 400px;]Emelia looked on with a combination of horror and curiosity. How could somebody just crush up flowers? Didn't they know the work that went into growing them! However, the hippogriff's initial outrage fizzled out when she saw the beginnings of the painting come to life on the paper and her emotions were replaced with vague interest. Emelia opted to sit close by, watching Bear paint with conflicting opinions on the whole flower for paint situation- she supposed she wouldn't say anything.