I Don't Like Handheld Soup [Bootie Crafting]

The interesting duo seemed nice enough. The feline showed no aggression but offered no words, much like himself. The skinny russet one offered a pleasantry and an inquiry. To Inc's surprise his sister did most of the talking. Pale eyes watched carefully as the lithe lady got to work. Explaining various tidbits of information as her Squirrel companion got to work. After a few moments to hanging back Incubus drew closer to get a look at the booties they were making. Careful steps were made until he sat down next to the Empress. "Why would one wear these?" Perhaps it was a silly question to these crafty folk but he was genuinely curious and figured he should offer something to the gathering. He surely wasn't going to start crafting a set, this was not his forte.