You've been part of a cult of animals for a bit now. You were sleeping in your tent since Lambert declared today a holiday. When you woke up, it was some time in the afternoon. You got up and left your tent, and looked around while stretching. You walked around, seeing the other cult members talking, hugging, or dancing with some music. You went to the furthest corner of the cult to start writing or drawing things in your journal, like you always do, when you notice Lambert and Narinder talking on a bench near the temple. You could see them joking around with each other as they drink some tea, Narinder seemed genuinely happy for once, and was chuckling along with Lambert. You decided you wanted to draw them. It took about an hour or so to finish. But when you did, it looked beautiful, and spot on with their figures. It looked like the real thing, except black and white since you only used paper and a pencil. You decided to add a few extra details by drawing the background around them. They both notice you drawing in your journal and walk over. "Hey!" Lambert says, smiling. "Whatcha makin'?" He asks you, kneeling near you, trying to peer over at what you're drawing, trying to be careful with the tea still in his hands. Narinder does the same. He kneels with the tea in his hands, and tries peering at your notebook.