Carving Lessons

Hadley · 02-28-2012, 12:03 PM

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Hadley had finished making the crude stool for Grace. Carefully he sat down on it, and it managed to support his weight. Relieved he placed it inside her house, smiling quietly at the fact that he'd managed to make something of his own. It wasn't very good, but it was useable. He moved out of the house quietly, walking over to check on the horses. They nickered softly at his presence, already getting used to the large male's silent presence. He walked through, making sure they were all good, before leaving and looking for some wood to carve.

Hadley wasn't an artist by any means, but seeing the carving that the male had made yesterday made him want to try doing that. He carved into the wood roughly before becoming unsatisfied at the lack of evenness. It wouldn't satisfy anyone as art. Tossing it away Hadley hunted around for another piece, deciding to stick with more practical creations. It took some time, but he found a nice thick piece of wood that he could carve into a dish. Carefully Hadley cut away the sides, and began to hollow out the center, still leaving large chunks that could bump someone.

Claudius Aston · 03-26-2012, 09:01 PM

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[/html]Claudius did not often venture near the stables out of his fear of the horses. But today, he happened to be passing nearby – as far away from the horses as possible, of course – and saw an unknown face working with something in his hands. Like the dog, Claudius was walking on two feet and had a leather bag slung over his shoulder containing various craftsman tools. Claudius also did not normally approach strangers, but loyalty to his tribe demanded it once he caught the dog’s scent. He was not of the tribe, though he smelled as though he had been in their borders for some time.

Keeping a safe distance, Claudius let out a soft bark to alert the dog. He did not want to surprise him, both for the dog’s sake and his own. Claudius was certainly paranoid enough to conjure up hundreds of grotesque possibilities for disturbing someone. Since he suspected the dog had a knife in his hands, he didn’t want to startle him and cause him to cut himself by accident.

“He-e-ey,” he called out. “You-h-ou’re not fr-hu-hu-om… this tribe… are you? Wha-a-a-hut… are you doing… here?” [html]

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Hadley · 03-27-2012, 12:27 AM

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A soft bark grabbed Hadley's attention. The shy hybrid glanced up, carefully putting his work aside. The center had a decent sized dent in it now, though it by no means looked like a bowl of any kind. Respectfully Hadley flattened his ears, adopting an appropriately submissive pose. Well, appropriate for him. Anyone watching would think that the wolf that was nearby had threatened to harm him in some way by the low pose that Hadley had taken on, looking like he was begging for forgiveness for what he was doing instead of simply being polite.

The question had him pause for a moment, considering how to answer it. He didn't want to shed a poor light on Grace after rescuing him, but he wasn't sure how to answer without appearing like a slave either. I'm from Casa di Cavalieri. I came...to be free. His words were quiet, doing his best to be respectful of the stuttering wolf. Hadley didn't react to the stutter at all, having had one himself sometimes when he grew too fearful and was forced to talk, causing his words to stumble across each other as he tried to do something he wasn't used to doing at all.

Claudius Aston · 03-28-2012, 09:38 PM

Since Claudius is super traditional, he thinks Hadley's amount of submission is a-okay. 8D He's such a stuffy little bat lol.
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[/html]Claudius was glad to see the stranger react so quickly and appreciated the show of submission. Even though it was decidedly tougher to streamline dominance in the optime form, Claudius recognized his superior position and quickly raised his tail and perked his ears forward. The dog did not seem to pose a threat, since his submission was quick and absolute.

The dog responded and identified himself as a member of an unknown pack, wherever it was. Claudius had never heard of Casa di Cavalieri and he did not know what it meant. He hoped it wasn’t ‘Death and Warmongerers’ or something of the sort.

The dog’s other words surprised Claudius. If he was here to be free, did that mean comparatively, in this strange pack of his, he was not free? Claudius detested such a thought, since he’d had his freedom ripped from him when he had been captured and interrogated. He didn’t think he would ever really get over that.

Claudius jerked his head up and motioned with his hand for the dog to stand up once more. He was curious to see what the boy had been working on and ask him about this pack, and he could not do this if he was baring his belly.

“A-a-and… you were… not free… in thi-i-is… pack of yours?” he questioned. He supposed he could wait until after to ask about the carving, since he would be too curious wondering this if he did not ask it now. [html]

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Hadley · 03-29-2012, 12:46 AM

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The wolf accepted his submission, taking on a dominant stance. Relieved Hadley kept himself low, waiting to be told it was alright. Signaled to stand he did so, doing his best to appear smaller than the wolf before him, despite his rather large size. Hands behind his back Hadley glanced down to his dropped knife, the partially carved bowl still in his hands. Hopefully he'd be able to finish that soon, so Grace would have another small gift from him as thanks instead of just the stool.

Tilting his head Hadley considered the question. It was hard for him to think about, wondering if he had been free or not. Was slave, worked for Sebastian. No pain, allowed to wander. Came...so I can be properly free. Not fear taking mate. Shy he ducked his head. The worry of Selene being hurt for choosing to fraternize with a slave had plagued him for so long. It wouldn't any longer, the worry taken away from him.

Claudius Aston · 03-29-2012, 10:44 PM

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[/html]Claudius wrinkled his muzzle as the dog spoke in a feeble attempt to sort out what he was saying. If he had been allowed to wander and felt no pain, was he truly a slave? Yes, of course he was. Claudius was struck with the suddenness of this thought, for he had not expected to experience such a strong reaction. Losing some of his freedoms had brought him to the point of collapse and if he had not already experienced a severe bout of depression lasting many months, he would have thought it was the worst experience of his life. It had not been, but it could have been much worse. The dog had his sympathy and still, his curiosity.

Claudius nodded and took this in stride. When the dog mentioned taking on a mate, Claudius frowned, but said nothing. He had thought about one day taking a mate, but he’d thought about a lot of things. He had thought about having sex, but he had still had done that, either. He was inexperienced in more ways than one. But he wasn’t sure what that had to do with the rest of the dog had mentioned. Claudius didn’t really know how to respond, so he just tucked the information away.

“Wha-ha-ha-a-a-a….t… were… you working on?” he asked. It took him a few tries to get his first word out, but when he did, his other words flowed more smoothly. With his right arm, he gestured to the thing the dog had been holding in his hands and the knife that had been forgotten. As Claudius stretched out his arm, he was surprised to see that the burn marks around his wrists were gone and covered by fur. He stopped for a moment to peer curiously at his wrists, but then snapped his attention back to the dog with an embarrassed smile. [html]

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Hadley · 03-30-2012, 01:14 AM

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Hadley didn't know what the wolf was thinking, just hoping that it wasn't anything bad that could lead to him being harmed. He was very unsure of himself, knowing that a canine could whip around from pleasant enough to willing to tear his throat out from a single mistake. He had seen it happen to others, the image sending a chill down his spine. Remaining submissive was the key. Asked what he was making Hadley looked down at the partially made bowl in his hand.

Oh... He'd forgotten that he was even holding that. Embarrassed Hadley lifted it up, hand running over the rough nature inside. He must not have been thinking properly, believing that Grace would appreciate such an ugly item. It's-um...w-was...a bowl. Blushing Hadley held it out so the wolf could examine his rough attempt at making something useful. His work with the stool had been much better, simply making three pieces of wood all the same size and attaching something one could sit on on top.

Claudius Aston · 03-30-2012, 10:22 AM

Hadley and Claudius are like two peas in a pod Big Grin

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[/html]The dog seemed more fearful than Claudius was. The thought of this, that there was someone out there worse than him, struck Claudius with a sense of cold satisfaction. He had never met anyone like this, so he almost enjoyed it. But the thought was fleeting and he felt a moment of unease knowing that he could take pleasure in someone’s pain. That wasn’t right at all and that was everything he had sworn he wouldn’t do. He was a good wolf; now he just needed to prove it.

The dog picked up the item he had been working on and Claudius took a step closer and craned his neck down to see. It was a bowl – was, not is, or will be – and Claudius reached forward without thinking. Quickly, he snapped his hand back when he realized he was about to touch it. He didn’t want to go around taking or touching other canines’ things without asking. Instead he tried to give the dog an encouraging smile as he studied it.

“Cool,” he crooned. “I-It’s… not done yet…” he added. “Ho-how… are you making… it? I-I’ve… never carved… a bo-o-owl… before…” he explained. He hoped that the dog recognized his curiosity for what it was. He was very interested in seeing how he had made a bowl and Claudius’ mind was already reeling with ideas of ways to make some of his own.[html]

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Hadley · 03-30-2012, 11:24 AM

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OOC i know, been laughing my head off at how similar they are

The wolf's attention was completely focused on the bowl, taking the pressure off of Hadley. He wasn't being noticed, which was always a good thing. It was always safer when he wasn't being scrutinized. A hand reached out to touch the bowl, Hadley simply standing and acting as something simply to hold the bowl so the tribe member could look at it. The hand fell away, and Hadley was brought back to the wolf's attention, unfortunately.

The voice was encouraging. Apparently the wolf didn't think it was as bad as Hadley felt it was. A small smile flitted on his lips as he shifted it around in his eyes. Took a b-block...piece of wood...big chunk...a-and made it round... It really wasn't very round, with the bumps settling along on the outside, but an attempt of a roundish shape could definitely be seen. Um...took knife and chipped at inside...to make hollow. He hadn't finished that part yet, as slow as he was.

Claudius Aston · 03-31-2012, 09:55 AM

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[/html]Claudius frowned in concentration as the dog explained his working process. It made sense, though, he wondered if there was an easier way to do it. Carving that huge space out of the large chunk of wood sounded like a lot of work. But he wasn't sure how else one could make a bowl out of wood, unless they found a piece of wood already in that shape. He supposed it would be possible to bend the wood by soaking it in water for a day or two, but that wouldn't work with a thick piece of wood. Plus, it wasn't like he could weave a basket-type bowl; then everything would just drain out.

The dog held the bowl out for Claudius to examine, so he took it in his hands. He flipped it over and turned it around, feeling the edges and cuts with his fingers. He murmured a thoughtful "hmm," as the dog continued explaining your process.

"I-I think... your-your... problem... is that... your knife... it's too... thick. It's... no-o-ot... delicate... enough. Here," he said and thrust his arm out with the bowl for the dog to take. "I ha-a-a-ve... some... other... knives in my-y-y-y... bag... for planing... and... carving." Some of them were ones he had found and others were ones he had tried to make himself. He had a few bone knives and he thought they might just do the trick.[html]

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Hadley · 03-31-2012, 12:22 PM

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OOC i actually watched a video about carving bowls after reading your post XD

A frown formed on the wolf's face at his words, making Hadley increasingly nervous. He wasn't exactly the best at this work, having just begun learning how it was done. Looking down at his work Hadley could easily find lots of things to criticize, from the rough bumps to his speed to the fact that maybe the wood wasn't the right type, as he'd merely gone and picked up the first wooden piece that looked like it could be turned into a bowl.

It didn't seem so bad as the male hummed with his examination. It didn't sound like a bad hum. More like the one of someone who was thinking about things, planning stuff out. Actually, that didn't sound good. Hadley didn't particularly like the idea of something being planned that he didn't know about, surprises for him usually resulting in a new scar of some sort. Taking the bowl back Hadley listened respectfully to the instructions. Curiously Hadley looked at the dropped knife. There was a certain kind that needed to be used for this? Patiently he waited, hoping that it would go better with the wolf's help.

Claudius Aston · 03-31-2012, 09:30 PM

I looked some up, but they all used drills. :l I found one that didn't and it was just a chisel + a hammer ahah. :> Let me know if I get anything wrong!
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[/html]The dog didn’t say anything, and for a moment, Claudius panicked, worrying that he had just left. But when Claudius glanced up from the bowl in his hands, the dog was still there. If anything, it seemed as the other canine was terribly afraid of Claudius. It struck Claudius as odd, but since the dog was a guest in AniWaya, he figured it made sense.

When the dog took the bowl back, Claudius pulled the bag off and opened it up. He raised his right knee and balanced the bag on the top of his knee like a table. He grabbed the strap in his left hand and pulled out a smaller bag containing his woodworking tools. They were all very rudimentary, mostly made of stone and bone, but he hoped that they would do.

He set his leg back down and glanced around in search of somewhere to sit. Seeing none, he set his bag down on the ground beside him and then beckoned the dog to sit with him.

“Here, s-s-s-sit… with… me… I ha-a-ave… some… tools that may… be of… use… I think I might be… able… to help a bit,” he explained. As he spoke, he sat down and then crossed his legs. He held out his left hand in an attempt to entice the shy male to sit with him.[html]

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Hadley · 04-01-2012, 12:29 AM

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OOC sorry for short post

Hadley watched curiously as a smaller bag was pulled out from the larger bag. He hadn't expected such a thing. He had figured that everything would be kept in one bag together, not divided up in such a way. Perhaps it was naive of him to think that way, not having many possessions beyond the blue ribbon on his arm. In fact, that was the only thing he owned, even the knife he was using borrowed from Grace.

Obediently Hadley lowered himself to the ground, eyes averted to keep from challenging the obviously superior wolf. After all, he knew about carving, and had approached him asking what he was doing there. True, it wasn't the same stormy approach that had him terrified of Anatole, but it was powerful for him. The bowl was gripped in his hand as he looked at the bag with interest. Something was in there that could help him? That was interesting. What was it?

Claudius Aston · 04-01-2012, 11:34 AM

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[/html]As the dog sat down, Claudius untied the knot that held his bag shut and rolled it out. He had a few tools held together to ensure they did not break. Although they were not incredibly delicate, their blades certainly were and Claudius was paranoid that they would dull. He had two chisels: one made of bone and one made of stone as well as a knife made of metal. The fourth item was the bone knife that Dawali had given him, but they would not be using that today. He then reached into his larger satchel and pulled out a smooth stone, his favourite, to use with the chisel.

He held the chisel in his left hand and the stone in his right. He extended his arms out to show the dog what they were, in case he had never seen such tools before.

"Th-thi-is... is a chisel a-a-and... a stone. Yo-you... use the stone to h-i-i-it the top... of the... chisel... and it chips... away pieces... of the wood... Since you alre-e-e-e-ady... had a lot... of the bowl... cut... out, we'd... ju-u-u-st... need... to smoo-ooth it out... with this... I can show you... if you'd like?" [html]

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Hadley · 04-01-2012, 11:58 AM

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OOC here!

Hadley watched as the bag was rolled open. All kinds of knives with varying lengths and shapes were in there. It was an impressive collection. Even chisels were there. A stone was pulled out, and Hadley watched with curiosity, wondering what they would be using them for. His hand reached out, touching them briefly before looking up at the wolf, wondering what they would use it for. He nodded his head at the explanation. It was good that they'd be able to smooth the wood with this.

He nodded his head, eager to watch how it worked. Hadley was afraid that if he tried the wood would end up chipped, large dents in the bowl instead of the smooth form that they were going for. Well, he was going for it. The wolf didn't have to, since he was probably already a very accomplished carpenter. Hadley was excited to learn about this, his rough attempt taken and turned into something good at the other male's hands.

Claudius Aston · 04-04-2012, 05:10 PM

Powerplaying Hadley giving Claudius the bowl, since I think he tried to earlier. XD Let me know if anything needs to be changed! c:

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[/html] The dog nodded his head as Claudius spoke, causing his fur to jump around and twitch every so often. The dog’s motions were quick and precise, as if he couldn’t wait for Claudius to continue and the need to nod was getting in the way. Claudius was proud that this fellow was so interested in what he had to say. He had never experienced this before – being the teacher – and so it was a new, but welcome emotion.

He set down the rock he had been holding in his right hand and then reached forward to take the piece of wood from the dog’s hands. He uncrossed his legs and set the bowl between his feet to secure it. Since he would need both hands to work the chisel and the stone, he would have to use his feet to hold it in place and ensure that he didn’t end up hurting himself. He picked up the stone once more with his right hand and then placed the chisel on the inside of the bowl. He held up the stone and then began to explain what he was doing.

“I have to h-hi-hi-it the chisel… with the stone…” he began, and then demonstrated. He began gently, trying to feel how hard the wood was. It was pliable, but firm. Whatever type of wood it was, it was a good choice. He struck the chisel a few times with more certainty, digging out grooves in the wood. “If I h-ho-ho-old… the chi-i-isel… at different… angles… I can… work and ma-a-a-ake… it smooth,” he explained. He then showed the dog how to do this, angling it differently and leaning over slightly to strike at it with the stone.

He continued the demonstration smoothly out one side of the bowl. When he had gotten about a quarter of the wall of the bowl smoothed down, he stopped and looked to the dog once more.

“W-w-w-ould… you like… to try?” he asked. He extended his arms a little to hold out his tools in case Hadley would like to give it a go. [html]

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Hadley · 04-04-2012, 11:14 PM

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The wood was taken, Hadley watching eagerly as it was placed down. There had to be a secret here, one he could learn to make his work better. The bowl was placed, pinned with the wolf's legs to be held steady. With the chisel and stone Hadley watched the bowl's rough bumps be smoothed away. Different angles and directions was taken, showing how it could smooth it. His hands twitched, wishing to try but awed at how good the bowl looked when done by someone who knew what he was doing at the same time.

The smoothing paused, disappointing the large male momentarily before the offer came. He looked up, wondering if that was really what he thought it was. The tools were held out, and Hadley took them with care. He didn't want to damage them. The bowl was moved around, and Hadley did his best to mimic what had been shown. The movements were rough, but plenty better than before. A few gouges formed in the wood that he couldn't figure out how to fix, but it was smooth instead of lumpy now.

Claudius Aston · 04-05-2012, 09:24 AM

Powerplaying Hadley giving Claudius the bowl, since I think he tried to earlier. XD Let me know if anything needs to be changed! c:

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[/html] Claudius smiled in encouragement as he handed over the bowl and this tools, adding a nod in there just to be safe. He nodded once more as the bowl was placed between the dog’s feet as Claudius had done and as boy took the tools from Claudius – gingerly, he noticed – and began to carve away at the bowl. The boy was slow to work, but it was good: it meat that he was being careful, since the chisel could easily cut him or the bowl in ways neither of them wanted. Claudius saw a few lumps form, but he waited to see if the boy could figure out how to fix them. Although he was able to smooth out the bowl with more precision than the last time, it wasn’t perfectly smooth. Indeed, they would need a smaller, finer chisel to fix the imperfections. Trying to fix it with the big stone chisel they had now would be difficult. They would also probably want something rough to rub the bowl with, but Claudius didn’t have anything of the sort with him. Until then, they could probably rub down some of the bumps with the large chisel, but they would have to take it slow.

“Tha-ha-a-at looks good,” he said. “See-ee where you ha-a-a-ve… those… bumps? You nee-eed… a smaller… chisel… or a more… precise tool… since this one… is kind of big… when you make things… you need… a lo-o-o-t of tools… since ea-each… has its own… purpose…” he explained. “You m-i-i-i-ight… be able to get that one, there,” he said, pointing to one big lump in the wood, “j-j-just… go slowly and… lightly… where… you need.” Although it would be tough to fix the small bumps in the wood, with a bit of care, sometimes you could do it with a chisel. Unfortunately, for detail, the rock and the chisel could be clunky and difficult to use, so he wouldn’t fault the boy if he couldn’t get it. After all, Claudius often had trouble with that sort of thing and he was by no means an expert.[html]

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Hadley · 04-05-2012, 12:30 PM

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OOC here!

The work was slow, moving around the bowl and removing the large pieces that got in the way. Each one was checked and rechecked, making sure that it was fine. Once satisfied he moved on, progress much slower than the wolf's had been. Told that a smaller chisel would be better for that Hadley nodded. Examining the bowl Hadley did his best to envision the tool, how he would use it against the wood. It would take a fair bit of work.

A remaining bump was pointed out, and Hadley positioned the chisel with care. Once he was sure that he'd be able to get it Hadley struck down, only to find a large crack formed in the bowl. The lump was gone, which was very good, but he couldn't exactly fix the crack. Worriedly he picked it up, seeing how deep it went. It didn't go out the bottom, so the bowl was still usable. It would just never look nice now.

Claudius Aston · 04-05-2012, 12:55 PM

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[/html] Claudius watched silently as the dog worked on the bowl. It looked like he had heeded Claudius' advice and was going much more slowly now, taking care to smooth out the imperfections. As the boy turned the bowl over in his hands, Claudius could see that it was looked much better. The edges were smoother, but still needed some more work. Apparently, the boy agreed, because he quickly set to work once more. He stopped suddenly and then held it up again. Curious, Claudius leaned forward in time to see a crack had formed. He tried not to let himself get too sad, since he knew he could fix this. He frowned as he contemplated, wondering how he might be able to repair it.

Struck with inspiration, he leaned back and grinned. "Th-tha-a-a-t... can be fixed... we can... patch it with... spru-u-ce... s-sap... and fat... like... we use for our... canoes," he explained. "Th-then... maybe we can... coat it... with something," he suggested. He wasn't too sure with what, but he thought perhaps they could make some sort of dye to hide the crack and the glue. Perhaps then it would be less obvious. [html]

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