OoC: D8 this is crappy. sowwy. 8<
However, when the black wolf issued his challenge, Garnet wasn’t about to be the last one finished. She bounded over to the paint, grabbed a brush, and began painting the bottom of the wall. On her second time back for more paint she simply grabbed the tray to save time. Her head felt funny, and it was like being in a dream. She had finished the bottom border of one wall and was halfway through another when she looked over her shoulder at Jazper. His back was to her at that moment, and she didn’t notice how much he had painted because she was too busy looking at his muscular shoulders. She would have looked lower than that but Jazper was no fun and liked to wear shorts. Being careful to be quiet, the she-coyote tip-toed over to the wolf and flicked her paintbrush at him, hoping to get him with a bit of red paint. Of course, it didn’t matter whether he had heard her coming or not, because she was snickering and snorting after she had flicked the paintbrush anyway. ”Red looks good on you, Jaz!” She said between giggles. |