By Firelight

Drifa admitted that she didn't know how to drill a hole in one of the stones and Iolaire nodded. "It would be a lot of trial and error. I have ideas, but nothing I've put to practice. My skill set is geared towards more practical items." She'd built many things from carts, to a stone cottage. The woman had a mind for building. Bits and baubles... well they weren't something that she bothered with or even thought of often.

Iolaire watched with interest as the macaque worked. Drifa thanked her and the dark woman grinned. "Thank you as well. Good to find some company on this lonely mountainside." The primate deftly wound sinew about the stone, knotting it here and there. Iolaire was impressed and it wasn't the first time that she wished she had the same type of digits.