you are what you make yourself

[Paint]

[bg=136a00] people throw rocks at things that shine The strong legged wolf fell into a crouch, his blue eyes fixated on an invisible victim only he could see. With his nose, he drew a line in the dirt in front of his forepaws. Then, with determination drawn all over his face, he leaped, and pounced on the unseen target. Paint drew another line with his nose, where he landed. He looked back at the distance he had covered with his leap, slightly disappointed. That wasn't nearly good enough. He went back to the first line, and leaped again, gathering his legs like a spring and then releasing, soaring through the air once more. He landed a bit past the line, but not much. Anyway, one inch farther than the last time was not a sign of progress to Paint. He knew what his new project was. Leaping higher and farther. Maybe a pack mate would join him... That would be excellent, he always did better with a partner. And then one of his packmates would be a good pouncer as well! This was very exciting to Paint, and he let out a crooked smile, revealing his ivory white fangs. NOTES;; open WORD COUNT;; 193 MOOD;; determined

[Hint]

[bg=796b69] i was playing back a thousand memories baby Hints curious yellow gaze watched her packmate Paint. He was always doing something strange, always working on some new project. She never understood why he did what he did, he seemed wonderful enough already to her. She didnt understand where he got these ideas of self improvement. Why push himself so far. Perhaps he was insecure? "Hey Paint," she said softly, breaking the silence. She cocked her head, letting her warm yellow gaze look through him and at the tree behind him. It was rude to look another wolf in the eye, and she gave everyone that courtesy even though not many practiced it anymore. thinkin' 'bout everythin' we've been through NOTES;; WORD COUNT;; 105 MOOD;; curious