The plight of the gardener

After he aligned the tops of the strands of leather Aureus carefully took them in his jaws and placed one of his paws onto the strand farther down. It took some careful maneuvering but eventually he was able to tie a knot. It wasn't a perfect job, a few of the strands had slipped in the tying so the hanging ends were a bit uneven but he could work with that. Laying the strands down he carefully rolled a rock onto it to hold it in place. This would make it easier to speak.

"Oh, ok. I remember Thalia a bit though I can't say we've ever really spoke." He'd seen her at meetings of course now that he thought about it but he couldn't remember sitting down and actually having a conversation. He felt suddenly embarrassed. He clearly needed to do better about getting to know his family.

"I'm going to braid them. By doing that I can take three weak strands and make something stronger. What about yourself? What are you planning for your garden?"