my fur stretched across your door

[Hrafn Erastus]

Sorry for the stupid long wait.
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It was not long before Eris answered her door, returning her smile warmly and shifting to allow Molcaxitl more room as she left them, sniffing warily at the strange cat in her arms. Hrafn thought that the small creature was a strange thing to keep in ones household, he knew his family would have considered it a threat, even at that young age and would have eradicated it immediately. Here though it was none of his business and as long as it kept its distance he would keep his. Hrafn forced his attention back to the task at hand, shifting the bundle in his grasp to make it less awkward to hold in his crouched position, pushing the pain in his leg far from his mind.

'I have brought gift,' he announced getting straight to the point as he normally did, thrusting the still concealed object forward for Eris' inspection and for her to take if she so chose. 'It is for your hospi- hos-,' Hrafn tried to force out the word, but was still not used to his broadening vocabulary and instead stuck to what he knew, 'your kindness.' He also reached into one of the many pouches of his belt, producing a long cord and a tin as she pulled back the large piece of cloth concealing her gift. It revealed a long bow, the wood as dark as Eris' fur and near the top a white swirl identical to her own marking made its own scar in the wood. It was a carved masterpiece and Hrafn was quite proud of his work, having spent weeks on the gift when he had only spent a couple days on his plain bow. 'May you kill many and prosper with-' He paused as if reaching for a word but it was not a word he wanted, it was a name. 'She will need name.' And with that he fell silent, ears laying back as if awaiting a refusal or worse.

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