sew, a needle pulling thread

Shaye appeared shortly after he sat down and Rhyme couldn't help the smile that flittered to his features. Imperia and Solitude hopped back, their black and white wings causing a flurry as they removed themselves from the she wolf’s path. Solitude hopped to Rhyme’s shoulders as Imperia took to poking at the other bracer with her thick beak.

”Thanks, still needs work though.” He fidgeted with the piece Imperia had fixated upon. ”A way to fasten them to my limbs, and refining the design.” Not much to be honest, but he felt like he’d been at them forever. ”Oh, and I’d like them to be black.” He added, almost forgetting the aesthetic. Of course, that was purely visual and he’d just be happy when they were finished. He couldn’t help but chuckle as she mentioned making doubles.

”That might be a little longer. I’d need more help if we wanted to fit the whole pack.” Of course it wasn’t a bad idea, upping the defense of those in the pack.