Rysk
Smiled. "Mud doesn't do much damage, I've learned that before. But these," He held up the berries. "These will be much harder to get out of their pampered fur. The blue from the berries will dye their fur. It won't last long, but it'll be something. Help me mash these up." He pulled out a leaf that they could use as a sort of plate. Setting the berries on the leaf, he began pressing on them with his paws. It would get his paws blue, but that didn't matter much.



















