Luneshale Pass da vinky?

It looks good, don’t you think?

A look shot over his shoulder to @The Cat , before he looked back to the smudges on the wall. One was meant to depict little Bast in all their glory, but it looked more like a splat of a paw print on the wall, with the outline of two of his toes above the splot, and two oddly crooked lines meant to be whiskers.

He hummed.

Finest of works. I am a genius.

Planning was slow for a festival with a feline as the main attendee, the vip guest. Pigment stained his paws, up to his elbows in some places, smudged brown across his face and sides from wiping. He studied the wall more, before snatching up another berry from the clump sitting beside him.

More, you think? A pause in his one sided conversation with the cat.

Oh yes, we must do more. Already, squibbles dominated one side of the wall, depicting Akashingo’s march to the new palace. None of it was particularly visible as anything more than a vague attempt at base figures, but to Akhtar, this was incredibly fine art. He hummed praises to Toth as he worked, tail fanned over his thigh as he tried to use his height to his advantage to smack a paw higher up on the wall, meant to be the sun.