Calm Yo' Tits [Festival]

Svala took the one finished bundle and moved to where she had a stick sticking out of the ground. Shifting her weight so it was all in her hind legs she leaned up and carefully tied the bundle up to dry. It was a shame there weren't more trees around. She wasn't particularly graceful with her paws so the stick ended up leaning a bit but it was good enough.

Her attention turned back to the pup. What a little sweetie! Svala grinned as the pup offered to help her with the string. "That is a good idea. Would you like to do a trade? I have a bunch of leather strands here, if you braid one for me you can keep the other leather strands for yourself. Does that sound good?" She scooted over her leather strands toward the pup. She didn't have many but she imagined her companion would join her soon and she could make more. Catching prey and preparing hides she could do well enough on her own but when it came to cutting the thin strands of leather she just wasn't able to well.

In the mean time Svala poured some water over her dried chamomile that was sitting so pretty in the ceramic bowl. She really needed to get a good stopper situation figured out. Maybe she could fashion one of bone. The cork in her water skin was getting chewed up from her teeth and her claws. Come to think of it she'd need to make a new water skin soon as hers was starting to leak. Though perhaps there was a vendor that had some. Scooting the bowl next to the fire she waited for it to heat up.