oh marvelous

Úlfr liked to chew and whenever he got the urge to nibble on something he figured it was a good day for some crafting. He wandered into the orchard and immediately set out looking for the hazel bush he'd seen when returning home with the gaur leg. It was a lovely autumn day. Clear skies and a warm sun though the cool breeze from the north had a fair bit of bite. Once he found the bush he promptly chewed off two slender branches. He picked them up in his moth and set off looking for a nice clearing.

Úlfr's tail waved back and forth lazily as he trotted through the orchard with two hazel branches held gently between his teeth. It took some work to maneuver through the trees. Every so often he'd misgauge how close two trees were and the branches would run right into both trees, whipping his head right back.

Clack!

Ok, maybe he should just pick a spot to work already.