come fill up your grail

When Jael's little bird came and started cheeping around his head, Ken's tail started to wave. He raced about his room gathering up his leather cords, feathers, scraps of fur, bits of bones and teeth he had been hoarding, even thin pieces of wire and other bits and bobs. He threw them all into a loose bit of cloth that was laying on the floor and bunched them all together, so that he wouldn't leave bits laying in a trail behind him as he charged down to the beach, spraying sand in his wake as he barrelled towards the tiny dog.

He left deep gouges in the sand as he slid to a stop, dropping his bundle down beside her bucket. "Wha'cher makin?" he craned his head to see what she had gathered. "We can share my stuff if you want!"