Paint the colours of the wind

She felt his heavy paw on her shoulder and the weight of it made her whole body relax. She pulled away with a swish of her tail to go back to the paints. He recalled that perhaps some of the packs might have information about how to make pigments but not to be afraid of running out. Then he suggested painting the cave walls.

"Oh!! Can I? The walls? Really?" Her joy bubbled over and wet her cheeks, she couldn't contain the sheer elation she was feeling. Her tail wagged aggressively behind her, making her whole body follow in the motion. Would these paints do well on the walls, or did she need to find a new type of paint for that? Nothing like trying it and finding out! An experiment! All the experiments! Her cheeks hurt she was smiling so much, and weeping joyfully.

"Ignita"