Overture Downs there is no exquisite beauty without some strangeness

She continously referred to him as 'brother' and said something about the 'sister' multiple times. He did not know the meaning of this, and his curiousity for why she did so was fading. The woman had sat down and tossed him a mouse, and his eyes immediatley lit up. His next move was quick and sudden, a lunge at the mouse. His massive jaws closed around the tiny creature's throat, biting down hard until a gurgle and a crack was heard. But he did not stop there. He pulled and jerked back and away, shaking his head as he did so until, with several sickening cracks, the head was separated from the rest of the body. The blood flowed much more quickly and easily now and a manic laugh left him as he slashed forward with his claws, ripping what was left of the creature's body and splashing the blood all around to cover himself and the area. Considering it was a mouse, there wasn't much, and the snow might have made painting more difficult, but Snake paid no mind.

He soaked his paw in it, painting tiny pictures with the small amount of blood he had, of whatever came to mind. One was a bunny, another a gentle deer. Of course they would resemble the drawings a child might produce. But it didn't matter. His entire body buzzed and he found himself rolling in it before jumping up and flipping his tail up in the air so that the tiniest droplets of blood came falling down around him. He opened his mouth, catching a few on his tongue and more shivers ran down his spine. "Rain, rain, tastesss ssso good!"  His claws dug into the blood soaked snow, dragging his paw through the red liquid to make a small arch on the ground with it. "And pretty picturesss, pretty picturessss for me."  He seemed genuinely pleased with himself. 

His eyes flickered to the woman as she asked what painting was, and excitement flashed in the green depths. "Come now friend, come. Play with me, and I will sssshow you to paint, yesss yesss!" Eagerness shimmered in his eyes as he dipped his paw into the blood once again, turning around and moving to a cleaner space in the snow to begin the process over, glancing over his shoulder to grin at the ghostly woman every so often.