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Meeting Saul again had set Dalgina thinking. She had hands now, unlike the first time. Stepping up into her room Dalgina pulled out the worn carving. Teeth mark littered the work, fresh leaves carving around the solid tree carving. She'd been so young when she'd received it. Fondly Dalgina brushed her hands over it. Now that she had hands, perhaps she should work on something. Perhaps she should make her own carvings. Her tail wagged softly at the thought.
Carrying the wooden carving for luck Dalgina stepped over to Papa's shop. There were plenty of tools for carving in there. Settling on a small knife Dalgina stepped back out and headed over to the woods. Finding a nice cool place Dalgina gathered some wooden pieces and sat down. Stroking the carving once more for luck Dalgina sat with the wood in her hands and began to carve. A moon, bright and glowing, starting to stretch over the warm sun, rays of light flickering out. It was slow work, just a perimeter carved out, before she finally settled down and began the more delicate parts.
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