Overture Downs there is no exquisite beauty without some strangeness

omg right xd

The woman steps closer and seems eager to learn, and oh how delighted he was! A leering grin spreads across black lips and another childish giggle pulls from his throat. "Fun, fun," he cooes before thrusting his muzzle forwards to touch the ghostly woman's now bloodied paw. "What comesss to mind, darling? Anything, anything you sssee in your head. Paint it. Drag that paw of yourss acrossss the ground and create a masssterpiece." The three white v's upon his chest are splattered with blood, staining the ivory red. His own massive paw dips back into the crimson pool and he begins to create more pictures, one of a wolf, albeit messy, and another of what appeared to be a tree.

No one had ever been so keen to paint with him, and Snake was simply euphoric. His eyes glinted in excitement, although something more dark flickered in the green depths. When his new pictures were complete, he stopped and sat back, seemingly content, and watched the pale woman expectantly.