OOC: hello!! I'll join you 
Nyx de Jinx walked within her home of the Anathema's caves. Slowly, it was starting to become home as she fixed up her surrounding. Being surrounded by stone did not bother her, for she was at home with thier coldness. She knew much about semi-precious stones. For she would use them in her craft to create jewelry as well as other things. Although, these past days, she had been dedicated to furnishing her home and studio. When she had joined as a Zephar, she hadn't had much time to actually establish a home here but now as Abigor she knew she must. She needed her own comfortable space where she would have the ability to expand her creative thought freely. Lucky, she had found two room-like areas that where connected by a short tunnel. Nyx deemed it perfect for her, as one for a home and one for a studio space. She worked on setting up a large wooden desk in the studio space and shelving within the rocks themselves for her tools. In the living space she established a small fire pit, a bed of animal skins and a table. She still didn't know yet what to do with the door, perhaps she would make a beaded curtain. All of this would come in time.
Her side had been in pain from the hunt that Anathema had recently had and knew she must rest it. Trying to start up her own living space wasn't her recover at all. As It throbbed she decided to take a break and try starting the fire pit. The dark colored hybrid took flint from the table and began to strike it over the dry logs. After a little while, sparks caught on wood and a small fire rose. It's bright orange flames lapped the air and Nyx settled back, giving it a few sticks for kindle. As It began to rise in full, giving her living space a nice light and casting shadows. Nyx toughtt about the lighting and knew it needed some oil lamps to give her light. With these thoughts, she pulled out some paper and a pencil from the shelves and began to draw some ideas for her upcoming projects. The fire's heat gave a soft glowing sheen to her dark fur, enhancing the red and golden tones of her dark coat. She began to draw what looked like a fluer de lis. It was a symbol of the place she was from, France. She had missed her home and thought about getting some sort of tattoo mark upon her shoulder. Nyx was going to learn how to tattoo, but she would need to learn from someone.
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