He started to paint the animals he see's and wonder about what colors makes the sky and hoe it will look.
Times started to get tougher he couldn't find the right colors of the sky he used the brightest berry and colorful flowers which did not satisfy him.
That night he went up the mountain where the goddess gave him the bug skin and he looked up in the sky and told the god his problem and it magically happened a voice that said you will find what you need tomorrow here at sunset.
The next day, when the sunset happened he ran fast as he could to the mountain. When he got there around him were paint brushes filled with colors of the sky. He painted quickly but precisely.
When he left the paint brush in the mountain, the paint brush changed into flowers and the weather was hot and cool breeze was flowing. This is how Spring came to be.