A Tisket, A Tasket, I'm Making A Fishing Basket

Birna invited her to start working on what she started, so Vanille was quick to begin the process. Weaving was nothing new to her, so after she examined what Birna had started it was easy for her to keep up the method.

Vanille's eyes moved to the raven as it took off after Birna requested some bait. Vanille didn't have a companion like that, and it intrigued her to think of how much the bird knew and how well Birna and Guelder got along. They seemed like a nice pair.

She kept weaving the larger basket and only paused as Birna had asked her what brought her this way. It wasn't really a sensitive answer, but the details around it were. She still kept a strong composure before she answered and moved back to working on the basket, "I'm just a traveler, I try to track the herds and get to know the land around me." It was a simple answer because Vanille really didn't have a set purpose or goal. Not right now in her life at least. Maybe she was still secretly grieving.

"Vanille"
Base By WatermelonCreature