Stab

Manea watched her son examine her bracers with a smile, giving him all the time he wanted to look them over and sort through the materials they had on hand. Sometimes she looked at her little stars and all she could see was the tiny, glowing fluffs they had been when they were born, but right now while Saracyn was working on his first weapon she saw more of the adult he was becoming. It had always been the greatest joy and gift to be a parent in her family and to see the children they bore grow into strong, capable wolves was all she could really hope for in this life. He pulled out some of the calf leather from the pile and she gave an approving nod. That was definitely a good choice to build the bracers themselves from. Soft enough that it wouldn't rub or irritate his leg while wearing them, but sturdy enough to stand the test of time and use.

He went on to talk about the daggers he had in mind and demonstrated in more detail what he was thinking for the mechanism he wanted for the blade to extend and retract from the bracer on its own. She nodded again, her head tilting with thought. "We can certainly find some thinner blades. That won't be a problem," she assured him, peeking over at the selection they had at the moment. "A couple of those could possibly be retrofitted into what you're looking for... With enough metal work and grinding they could be thinner. It would probably be easier to look for daggers already made closer to what you're looking for though." She lifted her paw and pointed to some of the stiffer leathers, adding, "You'll probably want to reinforce the part of your bracers where you want the blades to attach with some of that so you don't wear out the calf leather too quickly."

Manea | Temno | Ciemny