Idle paws

Briar's ears perked when he mentioned that he had a lot of experience with mending nets from growing up on the islands. She grinned and her tail wagged, asking, "Really? Would you mind helping me with them when you're feeling better?" When. Not if. He was going to be fine just like everyone else that was sick in the pack would be fine—she was confident of it. Thinking of any other possibility would just drag her into despair at the whole situation and there was enough of that going around already without her adding to it. She tied a nice looking knot and instead of untying it she started adding one of the seashells to the twine, wrapping the string around a bend in the half of a clam shell to secure it before she added another knot and then another seashell. She wasn't even exactly sure what she was making, but she just enjoyed making things with her own paws and seeing what she could come up with. Maybe it would turn out to be nothing, but it was still fun either way.

"Briar Zeitgeist Fatalis"