be nonchalant with screws ._. paint

The playful snow leopard bounded over to Byriath when the other made his way over to where the lizard and feline were. “Paint,” was all Saturn giggled in response to the question they were asked. Saturn stood up on their back paws, attempting to place their paw where they would assume Byr’s chest was, reaching their paw out to try and reach the taller male’s face. Giggles erupted  from the leopard, the feline clearly having fun being coated in the blue paint. They would eventually bound away from the larger feline, heading back to mess around in the paint before hearing Arvid speak up. “I used to paint all the time when I was a cub, it was something me and my mother would do,” he hummed the response to the question. An ear flicked to the soft sound of Noèmie and Angel approaching, tilting their head briefly before picking up their bouncing about in the paint, at some point choosing to just flop down in the liquid.