Gifted Talents [Malalia]

He listened, head tilting as his eyes fastened on the spot she mentioned before he rolled to his paws and ran a paw between Lia’s neck and the collar, feeling for any spots that felt tighter than the rest, nodding as he found a few spots. Luckily, “I think the laces will stretch a little if you wet them and let them dry, maybe with a willow stick to keep it taught while it dries. Should loosen the fit enough… A little animal fat rubbed in will keep the laces supple.”

Another thing he’d learned from Aurielle. He flopped back again, hips cocked to the side while his front end remained upright, a picture of elegance until you saw the big grin. If it was just a little tightness around the breast collar, then he was pretty darn chuffed with his work. It would keep his young friend safe in battle for the most part, and she would be able to gather and carry herbs in the pouches, as well as keep a first aid kit on hand.

“So! How’s things at your end of the continent? Winter treating you well?”

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