A little bit of pint won’t hurt anyone || Melachi

[Casphian]

The hybrid padded through the Tribe’s camp, a simple tune sounding from the leader in the form of a hum. Kainan had finally decided to take a break from the constant work he was doing, feeling like it was high time he got back into painting. How long had it been since he last added a piece to the Painted Wall? With that thought in mind he went about grabbing supplies from the many alcoves dug out in the wall. Once he gathered what he needed he padded to a spot he had already picked out, setting the paints down before dipping a paw into one of the many liquids and hitting it against the wall, the cool liquid splashing into his dark fur. He didn’t care so much about the paint on his face and instead focused on the task at hand of creating a new artwork.

[Melachi]

MELACHI
"TALKING" || 'THOUGHTS' || 'TELEPATHY'

This tribe was... certainly interesting. Religion and painting. Truly, he only liked the painting aspect. Religion was... scuffed, considering he himself was a god. But painting? He could get behind that.

The panther spotted Kainan - again, with that weird feeling, as the hybrid walked to the wall with paints. With a tilted head, the panther stood from his spot and walked over to watch Kainan paint. From a slight distance as to not creep the hybrid out.

roleplayed by [member=15976]Seraphim[/member]  + Abyssial God

[Casphian]

An ear turned towards Melachi, listening as the feline approached closer to where the hybrid was painting but seemed to stop a bit away. He glanced towards the other, offering a small smile to them before focusing on the painting at hand. He eventually stepped away from the painting, humming as he looked up at it and debated on if he should add anything else. "Are you having fun watching me," Kainan teased, turning his head to face Melachi finally. Paint littered his cheeks and muzzle.