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OOC: anyone may join in, but would eventually love a ShawShaw though ^^
It had been about a month since she'd meant the artistically inclined male by the beach and she made it her mission to find his pack. She found the notion of art inclined canines grouped within a pack and now she wanted to learn more, to know more about the pack. She even played with the idea of joining it, but her loyalty lied with Phoenix and wondered if they'd be angered if she had left so many times she threw the idea out. Still curiosity was strong in her and she sought them out, but also wanted to find Shawcert. She liked him, and was curious if he'd be willing to show her more of his art work, and it seemed he had mild interest in what she was doing. Since last they met she found something more permanent to work with. Halifax had a lot to offer and she managed to find a notebook of blank paper. Not on purpose, she had stumbled over a store that had a lot of interesting materials, and paper was one of those, then notebooks off all sorts. None held writing or anything, but then she wondered. Next were mechanical pencils. It took her a little while to figure them out but she was quick at figuring things out. She played around and soon was sketching. She brought her notebook with her just in case he'd be interested, but now as she stood at the border she thought about hiding it, but feared the snow would ruined her drawings so she had no choice but to hold it.
With all her thoughts she didn't think about calling for anyone, but instead found herself sitting in her lupus form, her notebook sitting on a boulder as she looked at it worried and regretting bringing it. She was nervous he'd laugh at it, or just give a grim look afraid to say how stupid they were. She found herself enjoying doodling animals such as herself and other creatures. Her notebook was filled with drawings of the horses. She'd taken the time to stare and think about how she'd draw them staring at their outlines and putting those outlines onto the paper. She found she loved the mechanical pencil that was now put into the sprial binding clipped in by the little plastic thing. She figured that was what it was made for. She was still learning though, she made many mistakes and feared those were what he'd grimace at, but despite the mistakes there were several drawings she was particularly proud of, maybe she'd just flip to those, she wasn't sure...