Yuck-uh

Aoife stopped to watch again while Skaelingr and his companion both worked at twisting their fibers together. Oh, that wasn't so different from braiding grass or strips of leather. That should be easy to pick up.

Tongue between her teeth in concentration, she carefully began mimicking them. Well, mimicking the companion, more so, since she had hands a lot like Aoife's. Twist, twist. Splice in more fibers. Twist some more. Slowly, a slightly-lumpy rope emerged from her paws. It was far from perfect, but she'd been getting good practice in with braiding, and the cordage slowly stabilized and tightened up as she got into a rhythm with it.

She flushed with pleasure when he complimented her learning, and she wriggled in place, trying to be careful not to mess up the rope as she did. "Thank you, Mister Skae," she said politely, then grinned up at him. "Nah I'm gonna be a fighter! The best fighter in my pack! An' I wanna make music too, an' go on adventures. But I'll probably make my own music inst'aments, so kind of like a crafter I guess," she added on thoughtfully. She wondered how much all this learning to braid would help her with learning to make instruments and such...