Claw My Face Off [Nolan]

His battle with the lion had given him food for thought on what he wanted to make next. Those claws were vicious and sharp. He didn’t think its claws could be made into what he was thinking of, but they had plenty of bear claws built up from just Aurielle’s encounters alone.

He was sprawled hipshot by the meeting boulder, examining his paws, toes stretching apart as he considered and eyeballed, considering. Aurielle had something similar… maybe if this worked out, he could make a set for her? He smiled. If it went really well, he could make some for Caelia, maybe even Artur, if his eldest brother would even deign himself to be in Aurielle’s apprentice’s presence.

Viviane could use something to wear—she wasn’t a fighter, but he wanted her protected in some way. The best way would be to go out with her when she explored and gathered herbs beyond the wall. A frown creased his features as a wash of horror and anxiety flooded over him at the thought of what might happen to his sweet, innocent, kind sister out there.

Surely there’d be a way to make her some armor that would be pretty and practical. Something even she could feel comfortable wearing.

Finally, he tore his mind from the worry and dragged over the rolls of hide he’d picked out from the stocks. He’d taken a hide from a bison that had wandered into the lands. An old bull that was too weak to continue his line. Cai and Aurielle had been lucky enough to take it down—it was already weak and injured from a final battle with a younger adversary.

With it was a sheepskin from one of the younger sheep that the grizzly Red and Rielle had battled off had harmed. He thought that it might be a nice lining. For the toe pieces, he had sharpened bear claws and one roll of deer hide and rabbit hide. That should be soft enough to form around his toes without hindering his movement, right? A coil of sinew and a curved needle made from a sliver of rib bone completed the tool layout. He lamented quietly that he had no nimble-fingered companion such as Ayodele, or Paladin’s two primate friends. It could be hell working through this with just paws and teeth.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think