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StormingSkies pulled out a tail feather and dipped it in a red berry juice. He then brushed the feather on a thin piece of white birch bark, adding a sprinkle of dust here and there. He stuck the feather in a pure black liquid. He dabbed that on the wood and set the feather down.
 
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Oak gasped. "It's... It's beautifuuuuuul..."

"Oh It's lovely, Dearie!"
 
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Oak gasped. "It's... It's beautifuuuuuul..."

He looked up, startled. He tilted it slightly in Oak's direction, showing the painting fully. It was a red wolf pup.
 
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