Baby, it's like voodoo.

Bangle Guffawri · 11-14-2010, 07:43 PM

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ooc: This is post-dated to November 28th. This plot is going to be fun xD; 5 points.

summer was close at hand, and though signs of snow were beginning to show, it couldn't stop Bangle from stepping out of his new abode and just enjoy the last bit of sun. It was a good change of pace, too, he decided to work a bit on his craftsmanship someplace within pack territory.

He closed the door behind him, and adjusted his belt and strung the satchel over his neck and across his chest before coming down the three porch steps. Bangle turned and smiled.. his house was looking better and better each day. The outside still needed some work, but he was thankful he had help in cleaning most of the inside out and making it livable.

Where his feet went, he had no idea, as he turned left towards the field on the other end of his house, instead of going the usual way on the other side. His coat made of several furs was draped around him, it was cold despite the bright sun beating down, without a cloud to cover its magnificent rays. He was traveling in the direction of unmarked paths, one that promised solitude and peace of mind. Bangle had to retrieve his bone knife a couple of times to move dense brush out of the way, but never once did he stop until he knew it was time to. The day would just keep passing under his nose, and he couldn't miss it.

It had been some time since he had gotten used to this pack. He met quite a few nice faces, and even those willing to trade his craftables with something else. Just recently, he traded bird bone jewelry with a passerby for a pair of freshly skinned, brown rabbit hides, which he turned into something useful recently, though it needed some finishing touches. At present, Bangle stopped and lifted his muzzle to the sound and smell of water, and aimed for that direction. The bubbling stream became louder as he brushed aside more foliage that grew taller than him, and Bangle's sights fell upon an oasis. Even from where he was standing, the pool was clear almost to the point one could see the bottom, though ice was beginning to build up along its sides.

He breathed deep, finding that this enclosed space within the forest was the perfect work setting. The coywolf walked and settled upon a slightly shaded area, where grass met earth and sloped down to the water. The tall trees that surrounded the Oasis provided more than enough shade, which would've made a perfect spot for the summertime, Bangle thought.
But he shook his head at this suddenly, finding it odd that he would already be thinking about what this pack would be like in the summertime. He hadn't even intended to stay that long, did he? The coywolf decided to shrug it off, removing the satchel and the fur bundle he carried on his back. Bangle laid this fur out, made entirely of deer, on the ground, his work mat of sorts.

After careful preparation and setting out his craft for the day, he sat cross legged in front of the fur mat. The two rabbit hides, their plush fur still on one side, lay stretched out across two thick pieces of bark, cut into squares. Before he sat down, he was lucky the forest was plentiful with foliage, and decided to tear off a few large leaves, and tear them in halves as well. Lastly, he had a cord of vines which he saved during the clean up of his house, and other little whatnots. Taking a deep breath, looking at each item, he slowly began to work each of the pieces together, his mind set on the item he intended to make before the day ended.

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