Imagination running wild, Brighteye has taken up the arts. Its something that the progenitor generation, nor the second, have ever truly done before within the pack. Outside the bare-bones trappings of a budding religion at least. Often his paws are covered in stains and inks and paint he makes himself from all assortments of pigmented items. Everything from charcoal to flowers to bright-tinted berries and colorful bugs. If he can turn it into a medium for his art then he will. The den walls of the nursery have been painted in murals, growing in detail with each new installment. His skill is admired by his fellows.
