Words Are Hard

Dagrún bounded after Halla as the duo headed toward the Rio Grande. She had a little play date with the princess of the Armada who was going to be escorted by her guard and a warrior of the Armada. In truth it wasn't a typical play date. More a crafting date. Both pups liked to make things and so they'd agreed to meet at the river again.

She was the first to arrive and settled down by the great river. Dagrún set down the bundle of items she planned to work on. She had a good piece of leather from Halla that she hoped to make a test bracer out of for one of her front legs as well as a sling. Dag took the leather in her jaws and started cutting out a rough piece that would fit around one of her front legs. Once she'd gotten that done she took one of the little scraps and started chewing it into a rectangular shape for a sling pouch. Maybe it was good she arrived early. This was going to take some time to do.