Making Mud Pies

With unwavering focus and determination, Aurelia's skilled touch deftly gathered the smooth, cool clay. Her movements were deliberate and precise as she worked to mold and shape the malleable material. The mist that enveloped her only heightened her concentration, swirling around her in a dance as she added just the right amount of water from the lush moss covering the ground to achieve the perfect consistency. Every touch was intentional, every motion purposeful, as Aurelia poured her heart and soul into creating the foundation of something useful. After she had gathered a sufficient amount of the clumps of the rich brown substance, she couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and accomplishment. Finally rising to her paws, she surveyed the pile of clay before her, admiring its perfectly moist and pliable texture. Running her paws through it, she reveled in the cool, smooth sensation that reassured her of its quality.

"Sephiran & Aurelia"