All things soft and warm

Briar smiled happily as Nelu offered his assistance with her foraging the next time that she ventured out to do so. "I'd love that! An extra set of paws is always welcome." She never minded the time that she ended up spending on the wines and other various products that they ended up producing with the fruits and berries she gathered since they had become such a large part of what The Hallows was known for in their trades and gifts, but it did take up quite a lot of her time and kept her busy most days. She liked keeping busy and having a task to occupy her, but even she knew she needed to find a better balance between her time spent on work and leisure.

Briar listened with interest as Nelu talked about the kiln he had been building and how close he was to testing it. "That's wonderful! I can't wait to see what you come up with," she replied as she finished up the pillow she was working on and passed it off to her son's companion to finish stitching up the open edge of it. "Maybe you can see if your aunt Gwyn could use some small pots for her herb mixtures. I know she goes through a lot of them and it would be some small things for you to start with." There was no shortage of uses for containers and pots of all sorts, but that was one of the first uses that came to her mind at least. "I'm interested to see what kind of adornments you're able to do too. I know a piece of poetry doesn't need to be pretty to get the job done, but I certainly do like when it is." Maybe she was a little vain in that way, but she didn't think there was anything wrong with wanting her space to look nice and taking pride in her surroundings.

"Briar Carpathius"