Paint The Sky A Daring Color

Ignita is delighted to finally see what the pot over the fire is about. She pays extra attention to Gem's words and nods along. The girl is probably talking about the human's muslin or a cheesecloth! She had read a few books that referred to it a few times. And lo! There it lay over the bowl.

She listened and watched intently as Gem described making the berries into tea and even using the tea as an ink! Her tail wags and is delighted by the deep color that is poured out of the pot into the cloth.

"Ohh!" Ignita exclaimed delightedly and eagerly pulled up the dry corners, being careful to make a solid bag out of the cloth and not let any of the thick contents spill out. She squeezed the liquid out of the berry bits, pulling it up and squeezing some more.
"So it's like making a juice!" She exclaimed and pulled the squeezed contents out, admiring the rich magenta color staining the cloth.
"I love it." She looked down into the rich warm pigment in the bowl and dipped a claw in to drag it across the page. Oooo! It was like a fine deep ink!

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