craftycorn paints in her room, dipping the brush in the paint before colouring the paper in paint. She hums as she soon creates a tree with a river. She dips the brush before stopping. She looks down at the pot before seeing it empty. She picks it up before going to her storage. Looking through shelves

Craftycorn: oh come on, I can’t be out of paint now, I need to finish my work

she keeps looking before sighing

Craftycorn: I can’t believe I’ve ran out

she sighs and sits down, looking at her unfinished work before hearing a knock. She walks over to find dogday at her door, tail slowly wagging and smiling

Craftycorn: oh, hey dogday