Night of the Storm
03-08-2019, 01:49 AM
The woman's reaction was just as surprised as she had anticipated, and there was an impish grin in Riva’s voice as she looked up from the warm fire, to the woman who’s golden tones where amplified from the glowing light, “It’s a trick a travelling crafter showed me, I haven’t had many chances to try it out.” she admitted, her tail giving a little wag behind her. She leaned into the warmth, feeling it heat her wet fur in wonderful ways. She moved a little closer to the stranger and splayed out the kit before her. “You spin this bark against a larger bit of wood, near the leaves, eventually it makes a spark. Sometimes it works better than others.” she admitted. She hadn’t had to labor over it too long this time, and the dried leaves had caught easily enough. “I’m Riva, by the way” she introduced herself. The bored expression from the other woman seemed just about entirely gone now. Her little trick had definitely captured her attention. Riva was more than happy to share the knowledge with her, as well as the warmth from her cheerily growing flame. “A fire can get out of hand very easily, and burn down a forest with nothing you can do about it, hence the stones, and the jar of water” she explained. |
