Nap Time

The Klein’s perfectly sculpted frame shifted before the Memoire girl as he flashed his impressive teeth and delivered the specified shard to the smaller she wolf. She grinned in thanks as she took the offered piece. Twig returned to her earlier sphynx like position in front of him. Her napping stone chosen as she peered at her piece and decided where the sharp edge should be. The crafter described what leather he used before beginning to wrap the handle.

She took a couple of swings at her blade before he was finished and showed her the product. Autumn took ample time to observe his work before he spoke again. Her bright lavender eyes found his gentle purple gaze as he excused himself and offered her his name. ”No need to apologize, Rose.” She returned politely with a sweet grin. ”It’s been lovely to meet you.” Her ivory tail wagged pleasantly at her hips as her focus returned to the black blade. She sharpened it, with slightly less grace than Rosemary, and finished with a victorious grin. ”This will be perfect, I just need to gather some leather for myself.” She inspected her blade carefully. ”Are you a hunter, Rosemary?” She didn’t know how she might categorize him. She’d never met anyone like him before. Golden fangs and an impressive chained harness? Twig was fascinated by him.