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Myrika Tears · 03-10-2012, 05:17 AM

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:C <3 That sounds like an awesome house, and that's fine. ^^

Myrika is by Kiri!

Emmanuelle was more than eager to speak of her house, and Myrika listened with mounting interest and fascination. A house dug out of a hillside? She had never heard of such a thing before -- a den was one thing, but an entire house? Rooms? She did not know if it could be done, but her companion seemed confident enough in the subject at hand. Myri tried to imagine what it would be like living in such a place, and it seemed comfortable -- a compromise between humanity and the truly feral lifestyle.

The ash-streaked woman seemed impressed by the tawny woman's workshop, and as if to quell Myrika's nervousness, she turned and put a light touch to Myri's arm. The Praetorian was surprised by the gesture, but not unpleasantly so -- instead, a warm smile crept across her own face, though she peered down at the cracked floor tiling as if to hide her smile. She remained quiet a moment so her companion might have a look around first, and listened with a cocked ear as the woman spoke further of her intriguing house, rousing Myri's interest once again.

The russet-haired woman's lips parted and she smiled, nodding her head already. I'd love to help. I'd be interested to see how such a thing works, honestly, she confessed. It seems like the perfect thing -- a cross between den and house, Myrika added, looking down to the floor again, still with the sheepish grin on her face. Where did you get such an idea? she asked, still marveling at the thought of a den-house within a hill. The tawny hybrid shuffled a bit further into her workshop room, glancing around at the shelves with their array of stones made for cutting the fur and scraping the hide clean. The room was orderly enough; Myrika hadn't left too much of a mess the last time she'd packed up.

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