Whatever Gets The Job Done

Fia kept working on stuffing the fabrics when a much younger pup came and joined her. She was skeptical, a little bit of squint in her eye as the pup asked. "Yeaaah, I guess." She wasn't so dismissive for how she was feeling. Fia had very little experience with pups. In fact, no experience at all. It was a bit of a learning moment for her so she wouldn't just tell the girl to get lost. "I'm Fiametta."

Her raven helped with clipping the pieces of the fabrics away and then they would sew them up together. It took a moment because she wasn't quite familiar with using her paws like this but she had learned ways from Avacyn. She returns back to the table station where the pup had thrown all of her supplies down in front of them. Fia's emotions were very unreactive to her, which was normal for her but maybe not so normal for the pup to witness. She didn't know, she didn't really care. Haydee offered from the different items she brought along and Fia shrugged her shoulders without looking up from her crafting. Her paw pushed her little bag forward a smidge, "You can use some of mine too I guess." Her bag was full of everything red, more than fitting for herself. Red buttons, red plastic, what looked like red stones. There were many differently assorted items that she had found washed up on the shores of her island.

She grabbed a large handful of red painted feathers but she figured that would be her last step. For now she focused on sewing in eyes and a mouth and some teeth. Not made out of anything, only the twine she sewed in. The eyes were very simply made into X's, and for the teeth she only made a couple saber teeth. And she thought maybe she could add some little claws into the paws too. Nothing crazy or out of the ordinary. At least her line work was pretty on point. She was a bit of a perfectionist.

"Fiametta"