Feel the sun dance with the moon

Luna Sabino · 06-13-2011, 01:17 PM

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422 words/ Big Grin

As her eyes focused on the other's work, her gaze came across the details of the hide in which the Optime was working on. He had printed a figure that resembled a...horse? Luna had never seen a horse in real life, only in pictures on the books that she loved to read. She stared at the wolf's work until she heard a groan. The wolf had produced it, maybe to greet her. The woman barely made a hello out of that groan, specially because she assumed that that was what he meant -and also made the assumption that the stranger was a male. She observed how the stranger focused on his work again, until something seemed to snap on his mind and he looked at her, his dark eyes appearing like two dark orbs in contrast to the almost silver skin. She heard that groan again, which she supposed was another greeting.

As it was her habit, she let out a muffled giggle and leaned on all fours, in an intent to appear inoffensive. She crawled to the stranger's side, carefully avoiding the display of tools beside him, and kneeling next to him to have a better look of the work. "Do you mind me observing your work?" The female was expecting another groan as an answer. The stranger must have had a physical problem that restrained him from talking properly. But that didn't matter really, she would try to figure out whatever he told her. That was, of course, if he didn't prefer to be left alone.

Her attention was focused on the man's craft, which looked less blurry now that the female was closer to it. She could see more details, such as the running position of the equine, plastered on the leather. "It is beautyful..." The words escaped her mouth smoothly, the statement made of pure admiration. The female wasn't able to do such beautyful things. Her drawings were detailed, of course, but those were just notes. If she treid to make a drawing in paper without having a reference, it came out being only a bunch of scribbles. Let leather alone. People needed practice and talent to do such beautiful things, a talent that she lacked.

And while she thought about that, another thought appeared in her train of thoughts again. What had happened to this creature to end up completely bald? The question lingered in the tip of her tongue, but the green-eyed female bit it and decided to wait for a better moment to ask.

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