Braids and Baubles [Open Intellect Crafting?]

Aurielle sat by the fire, holding the end of a braid in her front teeth as Ayodele wove the leather tightly together, nimble lemur fingers working hard. The finished product would become the thong to string beads and pendants on, another bauble to add to the trade pile.

Occasionally, she glanced away from the cross-eyed expression as she watched the braid grow longer and longer, and the lemur pull farther and farther back, scanning the cave walls, noting the firewood levels, the growing pile of charcoal dust in the corner.

For all that there was much to do, there was a quiet sense of contentedness as the woman and lemur worked. The quiet mood wouldn’t last, of course. Patrol would have to start soon, and she would be checking with Cairo to see what patrol rosters he’d set up so far. Her lips twitched in amusement. He would get the hang of actual beta status soon enough, once the shock wore off.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think