Crafty stood there, breathing heavily as she scrutinized every detail of her newest work. Something was...missing.

"...Red...red....red." She muttered each word with increasing agitation.

The crazed unicorn stepped away from the large fountain she was painting on, scanning the rest of Playcare with erratic eye movements. The area was quiet since the fall out of the last three SCs, and since whatever else was going on regarding the Player and Poppy.

In the continued silence, her hoof came up to idly fiddle with the pendant on her chest zipper, a habit she often did when feeling watched. Her ears twitched at the distant sound of approaching footsteps. She turned to the source, eyes darting to discern who disturbs her peace.