If You Build It...

*Resin* · 09-20-2020, 08:52 AM

Black ears perked as paws approached. The woman swiveled her head, her lone eye catching sight of Askan. All business, he spoke of jackals on the border. The ashen woman exhaled softly in humor. "Those are mine, so to speak. They've been with me for years. They eat from my kills and they're an advanced warning of danger." They were decent in a fight, too.

The woman gave a stretch, claws digging into the earth. She was a bit sore from all of the digging and craning to coat the den in clay. Once she was finished, she would soak in one of the springs to sooth her sore muscles. That was part of the reason that they were here. The healing warmth of the bubbling waters.

"Are you settling in well? I haven't seen your companion in some time." She'd also been incredibly busy. There were a lot of dens that still needed to be dug. Areas laid out for healing and fight training. Wooden walls that she wanted to construct around the various pools for privacy reasons. Resin wasn't one to divvy out major tasks, but perhaps she would have to begin.

"Speech"

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