08-27-2009, 11:05 AM
[html]-tucks her magnifying glass away- And no worries! <3 Feel free to powerplay Hemming going along to the stables with Dawali, if that's what happens next ;3
Though Dawali might have taken a little longer to come to that idea or a similarly suitable one by himself, Hemming would not have had the confidence in it to actually complete the task without the Kalona's agreement that it might just work. The silvery male was smiling widely, an expression that would likely be the basis of all his emotions despite whatever challenges the two would face. He was always up for a puzzle, and finally spending some time with the leader he respected and admired as well as finally contributing to the tribe he now called his family made his happiness flow freely. Hemming was in no rush to help out and then get out, and would be quite content to spend his entire day, or perhaps more, exercising his rather feeble muscles and his slightly more robust brain. There was a very raw pleasure that one could draw out of building things out of simpler constituents, and fortunately for the scrawny wolf it didn't simply require brute strength.
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Though Dawali might have taken a little longer to come to that idea or a similarly suitable one by himself, Hemming would not have had the confidence in it to actually complete the task without the Kalona's agreement that it might just work. The silvery male was smiling widely, an expression that would likely be the basis of all his emotions despite whatever challenges the two would face. He was always up for a puzzle, and finally spending some time with the leader he respected and admired as well as finally contributing to the tribe he now called his family made his happiness flow freely. Hemming was in no rush to help out and then get out, and would be quite content to spend his entire day, or perhaps more, exercising his rather feeble muscles and his slightly more robust brain. There was a very raw pleasure that one could draw out of building things out of simpler constituents, and fortunately for the scrawny wolf it didn't simply require brute strength.
He took a few steps towards the red wolf as he rummaged through possible shovel hiding places, his own golden eyes flicking between potential spots. No shovels, it seemed, but pickaxes sounded like a fine idea! His grin spreading ever wider, the wolf nodded enthusiastically and replied, "Perfect!" Once they had those the digging of holes would be short work, and the fun stuff would begin. Hemming was quite eager to set their plan, with its mastery of mechanical advantage and of course safety precautions, in motion. The very idea thrilled him, but the Gatlvska (finally, his efforts at maintaining that title seemed significant) forced himself to slow down. Holes first, ropes later.