Moonspear keep on twiddlin' them thumbs

a newfound energy surged the youth's step as the older man agreed to paint with him. "ok!" he answered with a quick stride as the pair hurried to scout out their prize. alaric discovered a few of the still blooming flowers and went on to explain how they would turn petals to paint. 

an eager nod was given here and there, the boy focused through excitement. he leaned forward to pluck a flower for himself before placing it on the ground and giving it a few good stomps. 

"like this?" he asked with a tilt of his head, opting to forego the stick option in sight of quick work.