Everything Changes

Lúta settled in, double checking that she had all the materials she needed. She had more than enough and would be able to do a few prototypes before she decided to make the real deal. She didn't see it as wasteful, she had to learn some how and the prototypes could always be deconstructed and made into something else. She didn't know exactly what but she was pretty sure she could figure out something.

Her ears flicked as she caught the sound of claws clicking on stone. Someone was coming. She warily eyed the entrance as a young man with ruby red eyes. He spoke out to her and she regarded him for a moment before smiling gently. "Hello, there." He seemed friendly enough. He asked what she was crafting and she glanced down at the leather pieces between her front paws. "Well, I'm trying to get some prototypes made for a pair of leather bracers to put around my legs. Do you live around here?"