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Claudius was surprised at his sister: both for ingenuity and her strength. He had always known Oce and Attila were the most adventurous of his group, perhaps Oce more so sometimes, but certainly had not expected this. He liked the idea, but was baffled by how quickly she had thought of this. It was perfect and Claudius felt himself turning green with envy, wishing he had good ideas like this. Even though he loved his sister very much, he always wished he could be the strong one here.
He managed a feeble smile and a nod of his head. He reached up with his free hand to wipe the wetness from his fur. He peered at his sister from his lowered head, looking up from his slightly shorter position. Of course he liked the idea and of course Dawali would agree! It was only fair. Even if there wasn’t an AniWayan tradition for this sort of thing, they could easily make their own new tradition, or perhaps, a special one for Noir.
Dawali gave his permission and Claudius felt his smile widen just a little.
“W-what do we… want to… m-make?” he asked. His stutter had disappeared as he quickly replaced it with some sort of happiness, glad to be doing something useful. He would honour his sister and show her how much he loved her even when he couldn’t do it when he was alive. If he could protect this little memento, perhaps that would start to make up for all his past failures.
“M-maybe…” he began. He thought he might actually have an answer to his own question. “A totem o-of s-s-s-orts. W-w-we could… carve something. I read about it in a b-book. The water people of the W-west made totems of a-animals. Maybe we could… too…” Maybe a totem of Toefur, of Noir, or of things she liked, such as baby duck and flowers.
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