A little home decor

His answer had been correct! Daemon’s tiny tail began to wag ever faster as a proud smile split across his muzzle. His mother’s praise was the highest form of reward the egotistical prince could receive. It made sense, making the cushions out of a more durable and weather-resistant material that would dry faster than damp furs would. While his mother showed him how to properly hold the two pieces of canvas fabric together, Daemon would mimic her examples, doing as he was instructed to hold the two pieces together while Avacyn went around the seams with a needle and thread to sew them together. "Got it, Mom!"

Bit by bit they went around stitching the cushion together until Ava stopped after one side was done and instead offered him to do the next side. "Yeah, sure!" the boy exclaimed, happily swapping jobs and taking the sharp bone needle as carefully as he could from her. Handling it was pretty awkward, especially since he still hadn't developed those super fine motor skills that would come with adolescence and adulthood yet. Puppies were floppy most of the time, and after nearly fumbling the needle once, Daemon began a slow and methodical stitching up along the next side of the cushion. He was much slower than Avacyn's practiced paws were, but the boy was determined to make his mother proud. When he reached the next corner after successfully not stabbing himself, Dae inspected his work and looked up to his mother for her assessment. "Well? How'd I do?"

"Daemon Mendacium"