Calm Yo' Tits [Festival]

Aoife absorbed the information like a sponge, even as her clever paws kept braiding the leather as carefully as she could. "So... are you a healer then?" she asked curiously. "My mum's pack has healers too. I'm gonna be a fighter though. I'm gonna be the best fighter in Valhalla." She puffed up her little chest a bit fiercely, then deflated when she realized she'd reached the end of one of the leather bits. She gave it a moment of puzzled thought, then unraveled a couple of twists, picked up another piece, and this time when she did those twists she did it with both pieces together, so that when she ran out of the one again the other one kept going. Proudly she glanced back up to give Svala an urchin-like grin.