the sound of the men working on the chain gang

The yearling shook his head as Eligos apologized for his interruptions, there was no need for it. Eli was the alpha, and even if Iroh felt a disconnect with him the man had every right to interrupt Iroh’s crafting session. For as long as the mandrill had been with him Iroh had been learning with her, she had a lot of wisdom and just as Pyrrhic had promised she was teaching the young Abraxas. ”No, we needed a break.” Sarabii gave him a pointed look as she threw up her hands and stalked away. They didn’t need a break, she needed a break.

Iroh watched her go, but his attention was quickly brought back to Eligos. ”Sharpening antlers.” He answered rather simply, but he didn’t feel like he was getting anywhere fast. ”I thought if i could get them sharp enough i might be left with a knife or a good weapon.” He mused softly as the both of them avoided the turmoil between them. ”Are you familiar with the practice?” He asked curiously as his stutter left and his confidence tried to find him.