say amen [jupiter]
As quickly as any awkwardness might have arisen, it disappeared. Sometimes Divo found herself stunned by how easy it was to hang around the young male. He was as effervescent and fun as his ostentatious pelt might allude. With a bright and airy tone, Jupiter cried "Lemme show you!" He skipped closer and plucked the spear from the ground with his teeth. "You use the pointy end to stab things!" Though his speech was a little garbled, the display of the weapon's use filled in any gaps. He scampered all about, jabbing his weapon at imaginary foes. The determined look on his face, coupled with the twirling movements of his false battle, succeeded in cheering her up. Just enough. A soft smile rose to her pale features, watching her friend saunter back over. Jupiter returned the spear to its place at her paws. "See? It's better than a beating stick. Nobody'll mess with you if you got this baby with ya!" he announced gleefully. "Will you teach me to make them? They might help with hunting!" As winter approached, there was a very good chance that her family might benefit from something such as this. Up north, whatever prey they happened upon, if not already dead, would be far easier to secure with a spear. Not to mention, she wanted another excuse to keep the conversation headed in the same direction. Learning a new craft was far better than talking about her accident.
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