Carving

Dalgina Wolfe-Denahlii · 06-16-2012, 10:56 AM

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She'd slipped into her mahn's language again, surprisingly. The gentle inquisition reminded her of this fact, pausing in the flickering motion of her knife. Sun's first rays. It's when the sun returns to the earth after winter. Her tail swayed, knowing that the sun and moon didn't work the same as they did in the arctic tales she had grown up with, where winter meant that the night reigned, without a break for the sun to shine through. She resumed her carving, working on removing the chunks. At some points she accidentally chipped a little into the circle, giving the sun a slightly uneven look. The rays came out nice though, something she appreciated.

Dalgina smiled at the sweet words, glancing up again at the large grey male. He looked so strong, the serious expression surprisingly gentle. Again, the urge to reach out and touch him, see if he was real, ran through her. She'd feel silly doing so though, keeping to her carving. Silence rested between them as she finished up the small carving, tail swaying a little at the finished product. Boats, houses, they sounded nice. Smiling brightly at his words she held out the small sun carving for him to see. Neela has a boat. It gives her the most amazing things. When she travels, the water dances against the boat, and the sky doesn't end. You can make a boat that does that.

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