Kiri made Hemming beautiful, too!
It was an overwhelmingly pleasing feeling to know that he had helped solve a problem that Dawali was struggling with. The enjoyability of this entire event kept a smile on the Gatlvska's face the entire time, kept his heart beating with strength and happiness. This sort of camaraderie, two guys working on a challenging project, was something that Hemming had never experienced in his entire life. He enjoyed building things by himself, but this partnership gave so much more. The wolf would not be able to describe it, but he could feel its effects in the way that his tail wagged freely, the way the muscles in his face strained with the maintenance of his unerasable smile.
Hemming raised his eyebrows at his Kalona's next comment and he exclaimed, "I can hardly believe that!" With a grin, the wolf shook his head, catching a coil of rope as it was tossed toward him and slinging it over his shoulder for safe keeping. It was heavy and his bones were tired, but he could work all night on a fuel of happiness alone.
The movement of Dawali's hands on the rope intrigued Hemming, and he took a few steps closer to him as he watched intently. Now, the male had found diagrams of how to tie knots in a book he had found in a fishing village, and had even replicated a few of them clumsily, but the way Dawali tied the knots was an absolute art. The genial grin on the timber wolf's face turned into an open mouthed expression of awe, his golden eyes trying to follow the quick movements of the other's fingers. When the rope was secure on the spike, Hemming looked up to his friend's face. "Wow," he said, that smile crawling back, "That was remarkable!"