Do ya wanna build a stab-stick?
It had been on a whim that he had turned up at the borders of his new friend’s pack and called for her. There wasn’t any reason he could thing of that she might answer him, and he’d always been ok on his own before now, so he wasn’t quite sure what compelled him. The weirdness was getting weirder if that was possible, the earth seemed to pulse around him, and with things getting darker, well, he thought, then what better use to make of the glowing rocks than to try and turn them into spears? Or arrows? Or anything really… maybe even a dagger? That’d be pretty cool… Glowy stabby things would be great for hunting in the dark!
He had traded some pelts for twine, and gathered some long straight sticks, all he needed now was a second set of paws to hold one end while he tied the crystals on the other. He even had feathers already glued to the thinner ones as fletching. If he could come up with a way to break the crystals off that was. He hoped she would come, it could be fun!
"speech".
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She hurried north from the volcano and found him standing with the large, positioned stones not far from the borders. Her smile never waned as she paced up to him, noticing all the crystals and mushrooms around them but hardly paying them any mind. In fact, her lavender eyes never moved from the dark boy as she approached, but soon she became somewhat shy. "What're you up to?" She asked, her voice soft as she suddenly became awkward and nervous. Her heart raced, a smile wouldn't leave her face, and now she even struggled to look him in the face for longer than just a few seconds.
"Speech."
While he waited he began to observe the glowing rocks. He could try breaking them off with his teeth, or maybe smashing them with a rock? Hmm His eyes cast about finally finding a likely tool. It was wedge shaped, and with a bit of adjustment might even make a good axe! Arne found a flat rock, there seemed to be plenty of those around here, and began to chip away at the stone to leave it with a sharp edge. When he had fashioned it to the shape he wanted, he used the new axe head to chisel out a notch in what would become it’s handle. There were also some chips that came away that would be useful for ordinary arrow heads, and while he, himself couldn’t use a bow, it didn’t mean he couldn’t use them for trade, so he set to wrapping the smaller heads onto the narrow sticks by the throbbing light of the crystals while he continued to wait.
A voice came to him then, asking what he was doing. He turned with a smile and a wave of his tail. “I wanna try and make some of these crystals into tools, like spears and arrows and stuff. I wonder if they’ll keep glowing if I break them off?” He swept the chips that would make good arrow heads into a pile, hoisting his new axe up with his jaws, which were already parted wide in a smile. No time like the present to try, right?
"speech".
"That sounds fun, can I help?" She asked, having never crafted a thing before in her life. She was willing to learn though and he seemed to at least have some sort of idea as to what he was doing. She couldn't really imagine what use she would have for these tools, but she too wondered if they would be good for trade or even possibly making strong weapons for her pack. She wanted to be of use to Habari, but has yet to find her way. Maybe with this boy, she could pull her weight around the pack better.
"Speech."
Arne smiled around the handle in his mouth and waved his tail happily when Fortune voiced her willingness to help. “Oo cangetsvarted wif does stones” The not weird glowing ones, just in case something bad happened when he tried to break the crystals off. He had some already made laid out for her so she could get a good idea of what the lashings should look like. If she needed more direction he could give it to her once they had more materials to work with.
For now, he moved over to a big clump of the glowing crystals and took a swing with the axe in his mouth. Man he hoped this would work!
"speech".
She set to work quickly, taking a few smaller stones that had already been sharpened enough for what she was going for. With twine, she wound it around the arrow and a sturdy stick that she found nearby. She made a few like this, enough to not decimate what he had already made as well as a few extras for him and just in case a few of hers broke or came untied.
"Actually, I think I am going to try and make a few snare traps to catch us something to eat while you work, is that okay?" She asked, though hardly caring what his answer was. Strong boys needed to be fed!
"Speech."
The axe in your grasp hits the crystal and at that moment two things happen. The first is that where you might have assumed a shattering noise instead you hear a clear almost musical ringing come from the crystal. The second is that the moment the axe touches the crystal... It gives you a splitting headache right away. Even when you remove the axe from the side of the crystal, which shows no sign of breaking off yet, the pain in your head persists.
Maybe you shouldn't have done that...
Whelp. He probably should have expected something like that. The shattering noise seemed to come from inside him and boy did it hurt! Reflexively, he dropped the handle of the axe. It was like waves of pain reverberated through his bones and up into his skull. He could see stars, dancing more frustratingly than the fireflies did. But the damn crystal still hadn’t even yielded a chip.
He wasn’t going to let a little something like a sore head stop him though. Readjusting his grip on the handle, he angled himself to swing again. He wasn’t going to let a little sparkly rock beat him! Especially not when he had a girl to impress.
"speech".