We took the road less traveled by

Bangle Guffawri · 06-18-2011, 03:00 PM

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Caravan-building time! Sorry this took longer than expected to post :x. This is for Taliesin, Sky, and Evelyn (for time's sake, we'll say they've all gotten together, introduced themselves, and spoke briefly about this project?), set near the edge of Thornbury, by the woods. Once everyone has posted once, the same posting order will follow. If it's been three days (without notice) from the following replier, the next-up will be allowed to post their reply.
This will only be the first half of building the pack's caravan, and in about a month's time it should be fully completed! Big Grin

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Days seemed longer, more drawn out, for the coywolf. There were times he felt both physically and mentally drained, having to watch over the pups while Skye tended to her garden, or greeted new members, and other such nonsense. It was obvious Bangle was not cut out to be a father, for he even held the pups wrong for the first few weeks of their life. Though he felt a certain, unexplained love for his ever-growing children, who had begun to laugh as loud and as boisterous as he and develop their own personalities. The needs that they required in the early stages of life, however, left the male well unprepared.

However, despite the exhaustion, today was a new day... and a pup-free one at that. As the craftsman left the triplets in the care of their mother for the day, Bangle grinned with anticipation as the many trinkets strapped to his chest and waist jingled. The items made several different noises as he rounded Skye's house, to where Jack was tethered. The black and white horse nickered in greeting, and Bangle did the very same, finding the creature to have particular use for this day. Untying the horse's halter, Bangle eyed the makeshift carrier next to the big creature - the stilts and cloth that dragged behind the horse had proven useful in the recent days to carry large bundles of wood. It would serve no need today, as preparations were made the day before to have all tools in place. As the coywolf led himself and the horse towards the borderline of Thornbury, the craftsman let out an expected howl, too eager to wait until he reached the meeting place.

Patting the horse's neck gently, Bangle arrived at the scene and took a deep breath. "T'day's th' day, friend," he mumbled to the horse, who shook his head in mild confusion. The other three would soon arrive, and everything awaited them - large piles of wood, crafting tools, hammers, spare nails, and anything else the others might bring with them, as he did. Bright orange eyes could already see their project completed before them - a large, decorated caravan which could travel to anyplace one needed to. It delighted Skye to know that the pack could make use of a large traveling wagon, pulled by two horses, and presently Bangle rubbed his hands as they tingled to put the thing together. Too long has it been since the coywolf had made something so big, so imaginative, and (for once) the multicolored male was glad he wouldn't have to convince anyone of its multipurpose.

Image courtesy of Dan Zen@Flickr; table template by the Mentors!

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