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The soft brown of canvas wraps over his lanky frame, muted hues of raw sienna sweeping from the tip of his nose down his knobby legs until being gobbled up by the chocolate that paints his paws and the very tip of his forked tail. He is all legs, tail, and wings for now, sails of pale camel framed by wingspars brushed with the same sepia tone that pools in the tender crevases where arms and legs meet belly.