Feather Hunter

A smile stained Ver's lips as she listened to the younger pup. Honestly, she was surprised he was so well spoken and mannered. Perhaps she shouldn't be considering who his Mother was but usually when she thought of season old pups she pictured a bumbling fur ball.

Verity considered his question with a little hum and a tail swish. "A few more feathers would be nice. You can add whatever you want to it. Like flowers or bones." The option was his, it really depended on what sort of vibe he preferred. Verity was more inclined to choose bones while he may enjoy some pretty flowers. Either way, they'd make something great. "Maybe you can find a few smaller feathers around here, seeing as you already found three there is likely more. She dipped her head down and allowed her satchel to fall to the ground. Digging through it's contents with a paw, "Mumo and I will start on the foundation of the crown." With that the Raccoon elegantly leapt to the ground off the back of Bernet.

With the supplies laid out before them Verity and Mumo got to work. The Raccoon used his tiny fingers to carefully weave twine and twigs together. Verity oversaw the process and picked which piece to use next and where. She'd do it all herself but her paws were not made for weaving in the slightest. "Come, Princeling. Let's see if this will fit your head." Verity waited for Rampage to approach, they'd need to make sure it fit before getting too far along.