Workin with steel,poop, and lil nayru
Clang clang followed by sharp noises of wood and steel battling out their strengths in an all out war for dominance ushered in by the large arms of the behemoth swinging the hammer with mechanical precision. He paused for a moment to look over the beginnings of a forge he was creating. The small fire he had made earlier had helped provide a heat source to form steel to his liking, although great strength helped to make the steel submit to his will. Saluce had found the thin sheets of metal in his shop, what would be sheet metal to humans but it served its purpose. Thin and easily formed into shapes and now as he continued his work he was making the tools he’d require to get his new born business up and running. Taking a short break the man lifted a pair of glasses from his face and removed the wads of cotton in his ears to protect his hearing and eye sight. Reaching behind him he grabbed a large looking metal tube, popped the top and let a large volume of water reach his parched mouth. True wolves don’t sweat but his tongue was already rolling out of his muzzle in a soft pant. Letting the cool water slide down his throat helped to relieve him before he reached for his cotton wads and glasses to go at it again.
The wolf went about his work for a few more minutes, his form still favoring his right leg but the fur had already grown over the injury, and only a soft scar remained from the point of the break. As he was trying to fit a piece of steel to a make shift form, her soft voice echoed through h is large abandoned factory. If not for the quiet of not hitting the steel he wouldn’t have heard her because of the packing in his ears, but his soft blue eyes rose up as if hearing a ghost. The soft voice reminded him of his sisters, when they grew up they would often bother him while he was hard at work trying to please the master who taught him to fight and his trade. With a soft smile the behemoth stood and removed his hearing protection, so far he wasn’t sure who it was but as those icy blues fell upon the optime form of Nayru his lips let form a large smile. Those blotches of black and white made no mistake to who it was even though having never seen the young girl in her two leg form. Taking off the glasses meant obviously for a human face, his other hand softly laid down what he was working on to welcome in his guest proper.
“Bonjour little women Nayru” he said with an obvious French accent to his voice. Saluce slowly moved toward the young girl who was growing up very fast. Last time he had met the girl she was still in the awkward stage of being a child yet with the promise of things to come. Now she was starting to grow into a woman proper. Only a few months would separate her from that mark, in fact it hadn’t been to long since he had gone through the transition into manhood but still. “I see I can no longer call you little one anymore no? Little Women sounds more like a more proper title… Come sit, would like anything to drink?” True this wasn’t his home but it would likely evolve into it, still he hailed from Connor’s place for the time being.
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