Dog Days Are Over

Andromeda moved closer and pressed her paw to the stained area, yet nothing seems to stick to her paw when she removed it. It was definitely not berry juice if it was staying put like that. His brow furrows at this and he looks back at the wall. Whoever had put the things here had used something stronger, and longer lasting than mere berry juice. “Whatever they used was strong. They wanted it to last.” The boy said, musing partly to himself. He was curious what the stuff was… he wanted to work with it himself! Maybe he could make pictures on the walls of the Col? Hmm, maybe… though he wasn’t too sure his older brother would be amused with that.

“Yeah, I don’t recognize some of these things either. But…” Charlie furrowed his brow. “I’m pretty sure whoever made this here is telling us something. Notice how it starts with the lands, then there are the two-legged things… I think it's saying that at one point there was just land, then these guys came, and they met the other creatures… At least for a start.” The boy’s gaze shifted away from the paintings to his sister and he grins.

“Maybe I should read more of the paintings? They seem like they go in pretty far. This has to be some story of whoever lived here before.”

Explored a new land (Caves of the Past) - 3 / 3
Taught a lesson not related to other skills (“History” of the Caves of the Past) - 1 / 3

"Speech," 'Thought.'