Tawny is such a creep...but sweety cutiepie marshmellowlovepumpkin!!! D:
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Tawny grinned when she heard the male’s voice inviting her inside and walked through the slightly tilted doorway. The shoulder pack slid down her arm and was settle on the floor gently as she went over to him, sitting down a foot or so away. This was an uncommon thing for the young woman to do; she wasn’t one to seek someone out for their company. Most of the time she ran away from people seeking her out or sat with them uncomfortably through the interaction forced upon her. Those exchanges were always pretty awkward and not enjoyed by anyone participating, often ending in a few weird words and looks before everyone broke away to go their separate ways.
She tossed her head back and looked up at the ceiling, eyes flickering to all of the things hanging from the sticks. This was her kind of place! All of the trinkets and pretty colors…it was almost as if she had been here before to place things around. Obviously Razekiel had her love for pretty things and shinnies as well. A few soft ‘ooh’s and ‘aww’s parted from her mouth as she took in the smallish hut, lips pulling up in a grin. When her head tilted down again, she took in his leaning form and tilted her head to the side. The look she gave him was full of curiosity and she wondered if he liked to make things with his hands. Of course, that was why she had packed her bag full of things they could create with.
"L-look what I have…" She turned and crawled over to the bag on her hands and knees, tugging it over closer to the male and pulling the top open. Her hands reached inside and she proceeded to pull a lot of random crap out, setting it all to the side in piles. There were a ton of bones to her left, teeth and pieces of antlers, and well as hooves, leg bones and ribs. On the other side was the large bundle of leather strips and thick string she had weaved from the ripped up flags at her hut. Lastly she pulled out the colorful jars, most of them holding powders and juices, while only two were full of pretty rocks, pieces of colored glass, and beads.
She tossed the bag behind her body and clapped happily, gesturing to all the stuff sitting around her body. "We make pretty things now!" Grinning, the girl scooped up a small jar filled with purple berry juice and opened the top, dipping one finger in. After setting the jar back on the ground, she took what looked like a horse tooth and smeared the color all over it, staining the off white bone a light purple blue color. Holding it up to her face, she blew a few deep breaths on it to speed the drying process before holding it out to the man. ”See!? Pretty!” The tooth was set on the ground and she grabbed a rib bone, handing it out to him, "You try now?"
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