(( OOC: AU/Workshop stuff is here! Appearance-wise for a quick reference, he's bleach-blonde with brown eyes. ))

II.
[ Okay so... outlining stuff isn't too hard and he gives in to the sentient paintbrushes demands after a few bouts with with it, and some paint in his face. He doesn't get why his yellow paintbrush doesn't actually make things yellow for right now, but maybe that's good? It would be like, using a highlighter over everything. Yuck. Inking is fine by him, then! Until he lines something that isn't happy with just that, flapping its wings angrily at him. ]

The hell!?

[ Is that a peacock, a turkey, or some kind of fancy goose? Well, it's chasing Koga now, trying to nip at his legs or the brush, which bristles (ha) before norrowly escaping with a few hairs lost. He's a strong independent wolf, he don't need no help for this kind of problem! Except yeah he does. ]

Grr... Hey you! Get running right now if you want to live!

[ That's a touch dramatic, but he sounds very serious, grabbing whoever was in his path by the arm. Maybe you guys can figure out how to make paint by mixing colors! It's like art class again, except... yeah. This is a bit more urgent than just learning color theory. ]


III.
[ Well work wasn't too bad, Koga didn't really like the decor of the vet clinic anyways. Sure it looks weird when you can't see the actual cheesy posters or the abstract art paintings, but he'll live through his shifts.

How's he gonna die though? Well, some of the vet clientele know him to be sweet with dogs and they get along with him when he doesn't even try. They're also the rich sort who can toss a few fifties at a boy to walk their dogs while they're off at some social function where their pets can't be good companions or accessories. boo for them.

Walking a couple of dogs under these conditions though? Just a bit dangerous! Some things out on the streets don't look the way the should or appear to be completely absent. So the rich pooches go nuts to check everything out and drag Koga with them. He swears that normally he'd have this under control? He's just distracted by... everything around them! ]

Dammit girls, slow down will ya-- Don't you try to lick the paint everywhere either, bad! Ugh...

[ To go down the list of shenanigans:
A.) dogs taking an interest someone's magic paintbrush, either for the color, smell... it's kind of a stick??? meaning koga can almost take a break (and curse under his breath).
B.) the pooches nearly knock a recolle citizen over like a fluffy, paint covered stampede and koga either joins them in bowling over a person or kinda has to stop to check the damage.
C.) of the four he's walking, the Pekingese somehow escapes! please help him catch this overgrown imperial mop... ]


BONUS.
[ Somehow, having the quintessential smartphone and a working network still in full color and functioning as it should(?) is... still bad. How so? Well now there's an outlet for these frustrations after Zee posts that message and some people don't read when they mad. Sorry, chatroom buddy. ]

When the hell is good timing for this bullshit, then?

This isn't some pleasant surprise to wake up to and have to get right on to fixing because everything's fucked up!

We have lives, you piece of

[ --Oh. Fuck you can't backtrack or delete your messages on here, huh. Or at least, the damage is done anyway. This is... a first impression. ]

...Wait shit, you're not the person who wrote that awful excuse.

My bad.


WILDCARD.
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