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OOC here: Table & Coding © Jenny/Kiri; 321 words
Ouija didn't usually make things to resemble another. Because of that he wasn't sure what had possessed him to do it this time. Either way the task was still complete. Or as complete as he could get it. The construction was there and it was sturdy but the likeness was faulty. He gave a smile at the other's attempt to downplay the mistakes. He wasn't quite so sure that it would be liked or appreciated. After all it hadn't been asked for. Who could say what would be done with an unwanted gift. Of course he hadn't had these thoughts when he was working on it. No, he had simply been glad to have something to focus on.
He shook his head at the question. "No real message. Just wanted him to see what was done with the beaver is all." There was no real reason behind the gesture. He wasn't expecting anything in return. He didn't give gifts just to get something back. Then it wouldn't really be a gift as much as it was an exchange. No, he had the time and needed something to do so he made the first thing that had come to mind. That had simply been the wolf whom he had given the meat to.
"Is there something else on your mind?" He found himself asking the other. "Have I stepped over the boundaries?" If he had then he hadn't meant to. He had only meant to get close and wait, such as how the leader here had done. It was how Ouija had met Dawali. He had found the other male waiting near the borders of Cercatori d'Arte. His intention had been to do the exact same. To sit and wait and see if the leader happened by. Though this worked as well. He didn't need to deliver the gift himself. Just as long as it was received was all he wished for.
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