A little bit of pint won’t hurt anyone || Melachi

The hybrid padded through the Tribe’s camp, a simple tune sounding from the leader in the form of a hum. Kainan had finally decided to take a break from the constant work he was doing, feeling like it was high time he got back into painting. How long had it been since he last added a piece to the Painted Wall? With that thought in mind he went about grabbing supplies from the many alcoves dug out in the wall. Once he gathered what he needed he padded to a spot he had already picked out, setting the paints down before dipping a paw into one of the many liquids and hitting it against the wall, the cool liquid splashing into his dark fur. He didn’t care so much about the paint on his face and instead focused on the task at hand of creating a new artwork.