All The Little Things

The long blink was noted with a bit of amusement. "I have ten children, you know." So far. After his six boys, Chimera had decided that ten was enough, but now that they were growing, he felt the need for more pups on the island. Hopefully he'd be able to convince Aliana one more time.

The man rumbled in agreement as Reila admitted that sweet tea would be good. He then helped her up and they worked together to put the clay on the cart. The bob-tailed fae suggested that she and others could make pots with the collected clay and Chimera chuckled, flashing teeth for a moment. "Aliana makes fine pots. I'm sure she would be eager to get her paws on this."

Once their camp was broken down, Chimera slid into the yoke of the cart and pulled it back towards the roaring falls. Once there, he dropped the cart and motioned for Reila to follow. A bag in his maw, big paws moved over the slick stones and it looked as though he was going to walk straight into the falls, but he walked behind instead. There was a little cave there that was filled with the candy spires. Placing the bag in the center of the little room, he began breaking off the little crystalline sticks and placing them in the sack.

"Speech"