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Jael

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age
5 Years
gender
Female
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Balanced
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11-30-2023, 01:31 PM (This post was last modified: 11-30-2023, 01:31 PM by Jael. Edited 1 time in total.)

Her sore ankle had been bothering her more than she cared to admit. Maybe it had something to do with a low pressure system, maybe she'd just overdone it yesterday. It was hard to tell, and she was certainly going to blame the former. Couldn't admit that she'd been overdoing it, especially when she had... certainly been overdoing it. Though life was supposed to be easy now, Jael doesn't do easy. She doesn't do idle very well. She can't simply be still, and it's hard to keep her quiet too.

Doing what she could to conceal her limp, Jael laid out her tools in the high sun of the late morning. Carefully laying out the rib bones she'd collected from the snake she and Calliope had recently downed. Still fairly fresh from the animal, they hadn't been fully cleaned. Raw, durable, and flexible, and they'd make excellent needles once prepared. Good, sharp needles were always in demand from both crafters and healers alike.

A whetstone, a bucket of water, and a nice sharp nail to bore holes, all laid out before her. Settling down atop a picnic table, Jael set to work scraping the first raw rib bone against the coarsest side of the stone. Basking in the sun, working away at her little task... she hasn't felt this at peace since before. Maybe it's nice. Maybe.

As her keepers, Gilgamesh and Modesty may join any of Jael’s threads if they deem necessary.




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