OOC Daylight. Orin's cottage in the Treetop Terrace. Orin in Optime. Back dated to December 6th, if that's ok with you Lullaby? 400+
There was a sound behind her then, the sound of footsteps drawing near, and she turned to meet the sight of her daughter as she entered the family quarter. She saw Juliet’s eager indigo eyes flash to the dusty jar, instantly lighting up when she saw what was inside. A half smile cocked on her face, even as her daughter spoke what should be very excited words in a very monotone way that belied the excitement on her countenance.
“It’s not paint,” she corrected, glancing back at the jar and using her palm to clean it off a little more. If the substance inside were paint it would have been long spoiled, evident by the thick, gooey consistency. “It’s dye. A lot like paint and made from the same type of pigments, but thickened with starch so it’ll cling to fur. It won’t work very well to paint material, it doesn’t dry well and becomes flaky, and washes off easily. If anything you’re left with a faint residue on your medium rather than a bright color.” She held the jar out to her daughter, offering her to take it and take a look at it.
“It’s got to be almost a year old, but that jar is air tight and it still looks pretty good.” Her eyes shifted to it as she remembered fondly how she used to dye her hair. Her daughter wouldn’t remember. She knew Titania and Juliet remembered her in disguise as Desdemona, when she blotted her white pelt with brown, but they would never remember the snowy and pink woman as she had been.
“Are you looking for paint? We might grow thin on it this winter. I can try to make you some pigments out of what we have… the pines that survive the snow can work, and if there are any berries left over from the garden… Maybe some were preserved by the frost? Not so fresh to eat, but good for other things…” she prattled on as she turned around and began sorting out the shelf again, leaving her daughter in the wake of the news that there was a type of paint appropriate for fur.
“So,” she said to the shelf. “What have you got in your hand?”
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