09-21-2012, 11:09 AM
The canine suddenly erupted into movement, straightening up with his tail creating it's own miniature storm behind him. Amatha stumbled backwards in surprise, wide eyes staring at the tail. Hadley gathered Amatha up, soothingly clucking to her. It wasn't often that she was surprised by other things as Hadley made sure that her life was sheltered. As harmless as the dog's movements were, Hadley still watched with care, Amatha safely tucked into his grasp now and unlikely to be set free.
The remark was funny, a wry smile twisting across the carver's face at the stranger's words. Not so sure about the exclusive part. The weather part he had no argument about. Tilting his head he had to wonder why such an enthusiastic carver would abandon his work. If you put all that care into making them, why would you just leave them behind? The question embarrassed Hadley slightly, always a little awkward talking about himself. I do...fix things, and make small carvings. He had been told he had talent, though he did not see it himself.
The remark was funny, a wry smile twisting across the carver's face at the stranger's words. Not so sure about the exclusive part. The weather part he had no argument about. Tilting his head he had to wonder why such an enthusiastic carver would abandon his work. If you put all that care into making them, why would you just leave them behind? The question embarrassed Hadley slightly, always a little awkward talking about himself. I do...fix things, and make small carvings. He had been told he had talent, though he did not see it himself.