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Tawny Wagner · 08-09-2011, 10:03 PM

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OOC: Forward-dated to the 17th of August. ...just remember that Tawny is a bit of a spazz.
Word Count: 632

As the sun began to rise over the tree tops, the little multi-hued brown female was busy making things from other things, as per usual. She took joy in rebuilding and creating, the ability to make something beautiful lightened her heart and made living easier. There was nothing better for her than to come up with something odd and interesting to look at, hand it to another person, and watch their face light up with happiness. Not a thing better in the whole world.

A few days before, while exploring through one of the small towns, she had walked into a building and nearly cried with excitement. There were so many things to look at! So many colors and shapes and textures! In her haste to gather as much as possible, the girl had failed to really look at the things she was stuffing into her pack, filling it until it just about burst open. When she’d unloaded it in front of her small dilapidated hut, shock had registered on her pretty little face. The fact that she couldn’t remember grabbing half of the things she pulled out was pretty shocking. In that time she had been making other things, almost forgetting about the back pack. Now that she had the time to sit and look through it, adrenaline in the form of super excitement began pumping through her veins.

There were four flags of all different colors, large ones in sizes that could wrap around her body a little bit more than two times. Her favorite was a large multi colored one with stripes of pink, red, blue, orange, green and purple. That one she had kept for herself and thrown into her home before going back to look at the other stuff. More random things came into the light. There was a small box containing a collection of sewing needles and about ten small spools of thick black thread. Along with that, there was a pin cushion shaped like a raccoon that had even more needles! Treading carefully, she took all of that into her house and set them in an old battered metal pot, not wanting any of it to fall on the floor.

After those few discoveries, she continued to pull things from her pack until she reached the bare emptiness of the bottom. Scattered about on the ground before her was a massive amount of items that made her heart beat fast and her tail smack the ground even faster. A few strings of brightly colored beads, four leather straps at least as long as she was tall rolled up into little balls, and even a few medallions!

The things that really caught her eyes, though, were the three tools lying near her feet. One of them had a wooden handle and a large metal end, flat on one end and curved at the other, the second was clearly a saw of some sort, though it was shorter than her forearm and the metal was rather dull looking. The last tool had a very sharp end and a wooden handle; it looked like maybe it was for poking holes in things? Shrugging, she scooped everything up into her arms and carted it all inside. Her hut was starting to get a bit too crowded, and she realized that something would have to be expanded upon. Perhaps she would ask Saul or Razekiel to come over and look at the state of the tiny dilapidated building she had moved herself into, maybe one of them could tell her what to do.

Yawning, the dark girl started to organize everything into piles around the room, moving methodically until the only clear spaces were her small pallet on the floor, and a thin walkway from the bed to the door.

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