Painted canvas everywhere. Crumpled sketch paper and eraser crumbs on the floor... The room smelled faintly of paint and paint thiner.
And in the corner, sitting on a stool, was another melcey pup, a female, about the color of pencil lead, attemping to draw a sunset. Numourus abandoned sketches lay around, a sign of her many attempts.
She crumpled one more sheet before she realized she wasn't alone anymore. She turned to look at you and smile.
"This is Merif." I introduce her to you.
The odd smile on your face was all the inspiration she needed, "Don't move!" She yelped, "I just have to get this down on paper..." She grabbed a fresh pencil and began to sketch your expression.
"Drawing is her hobby, much like myself." I said smiling. "You could be here a while, once she gets it in her head to draw something, she'll usually keep at it till she gets it down."
"If you've any spare time when Merif's done sketching, you may want to check out Arborwin Adoptions, just follow the trail below that links us."
