Moonspear keep on twiddlin' them thumbs

Alaric chuckled. I'll be right back. The berries are at my Ulaq. You just keep painting.

He watched for one more second as the youth painted happily. And he felt his heart lighten. He loved the children of the spear so much.

He would quickly go towards his home. Maybe 5 minutes or a little more. To return with berries that could paint red and blue. And he quickly smashed them onto a leaf so it all stayed like liquid there in the hollow of the plant life.