Overture Downs there is no exquisite beauty without some strangeness

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The woman's eerie, eternal song started up again, mainsfesting as a soft hum in her throat as she eagarly set to work, spurred on by her companion's words of encouragement. She did not answer his inquiry about what came to mind (it was probably rehtorical anyway), she just hummed her song and giddily tried to imagine just what she'd be painting. It didn't take much imagining at all, for the same thing was always on the forefront of the spiritual woman's mind: her Sister Moon and Mother Sun.

Moving forward so she'd have enough space, she squinted hard at the ground and invisioned just how she'd go about making her "masterpieace", then positioned her body accordingly and began tracing two circle ish shapes. One "circle" (the sun) was left alone, needing no other adornments, but she did her best to surround the other with a sea of blood, trying to portray the illusion of it standing out amidst a dark sky. Given the poor dear's blurry vision, her images were lackluster and not quite right, the circles coming out wobbly and the large amount of blood surrounding her moon easily "going inside the lines" as one might put it, but of course she couldn't see anything wrong with them. Really, she was quite enjoying herself: this was fun! 

As a final measure, she decided to take a stab at making a two wolves beneath the two "spheres": herself and the male, respectively. As was to be expected, they came out looking even worse than the circles, having all the likness of little blurs with barely noticable lump legs and faint ears sticking out of their heads. Not great, and likely not the brilliant masterpiece Snake had been expecting, but she was ever oblivious to this as she sat back and turned to him with wide, expectant eyes and a still wagging tail.

"Like this, brother?"
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