25...viruses...computer...at once...WORST APRIL FOOL'S DAY D:
"Hmm...we need paint, but...what's left belongs to the Gatlvskas, and we can't make fresh--nevermind that I don't know how--until spring." Ralla sighed, resigned to that particular fact. "Although I suppose it would make proper sense for the Gatlvskas to paint it if we merely contruct and decorate it with what we have. Do you want to make the structure first or the trappings?" It could go in any order, honestly. They could erect the bone tree first and then make teh bead and feathers hangings or do it vice versa. Either way, they would end up with a very nice tree, she thought. She took notice of the yellowing on some of the bones and smoothed her fingertips on top of them, the claws on her feet sifting through the snow a little in contemplation.
"We should probably wash the yellow off these, too. Which would you like to do?" The yellow could easily be removed with a rough brush and some tallow soap; nothing too strenuous. Ralla's way of work was, in fact, very easygoing, granted that no danger or threat presented itself. She would thus let J'adore have such a way with the project as well. They were, after all, colleagues of the same ilk.
Moon walks. "Moon talks." Moon thinks.
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