I AM AN OLD SOUL LOOKING FOR REST | whittling

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hed been absorbed in whittling this next one, finally having decided on what looked like a great cat but with three tails and a second head - carefully mind - when Devland’s voice drifted past and it was a near thing but he carefully didn’t scratch this one - ah, he really was going soft if he let his guard down this much (the typhoon was home though and he’d never been good at keeping his guard up in such a relaxed atmosphere, it was nice really).

He turned his head to address Devland now that he’d joined him before another spoke for him and he snorted with a smile ”oh yes, I’m just that old sadly - a real old man am I” he chuckled idly ”but hm, time and practice I’d suppose - and it’s a..less...destructive use of my talents at least” for a moment his gaze seemed to stray far away past even the horizon he’d stared at when musing the words before he blinked and seemed to regather himself, smiling at Goldie and Dev and about to ask them how there own days were treating them in this idle time of peace when Michael joined them

The former officer inclined his head thinking ”I know quite a few, some that might be familiar here and some decidedly not - but did you have one in mind?” a few he knew from his own lands, so long ago now, but they wouldn’t be known here even if they might help - he finished whittling the mane of the two headed and three tailed cat before settling it down with the others and pausing in his works for now to address more of the crowd he had gathered.

He snorted a laugh at Georgia’s questioning and simply smiled wryly ”old enough” rude to ask a dragon his age and all but he knew there was no harm meant by any of them and instead when she asked for the figure he raised a brow in question briefly - somehow startled to be asked but no less flattered - and nodded ”thank you and yes you may” he smiled at the others ”if any of you fancy a carving already here, feel free, it would be nice to see them get homes” he motioned to the small army of animals and mythicals and long extinct species - even some species that seemed bizarre and fantastical, no doubt perhaps ones Luci knew but the others might never have seen.

Keona spoke up on his behalf and he hummed ”it’s alright Keona, I get asked often anyway” his wings shifted in what passed for a shrug before he moved some of the carvings over to the tiny dealer - the two headed cat he’d done just now and an older one that seemed to be the shape of some kind of firey bird carved mid lift off and decorated in tiny emblems across its crest.

”here try these two - there’s more if you’d like to find one of your own of course”