08-24-2020, 12:27 AM
you think you know about me
Blade ran across the wood held in his other paw, his eyes concentrated on his work but his mind was lost. He was doing his best to try and make something... Yet all there was left of his mind... Pain embedded in it. Even the blade that he was using felt unfamiliar to him. A birthday gift, it had been... He could remember even if he didn't wish to reminisce. He laid upon a tree branch with his back pressed against the rough bark, a soft sigh leaving his jaws.
He was distracted by his own thoughts hearing the soft schip with each bit of wood that was sliced off by the knife. Memories. Bittersweet, they ran through his mind as he continued to sit there looking rather lost in thought. It wasn't long until he snapped out of it and glanced down at his creation; a bobcat. Trygve bit his bottom lip only to utter out in frustration "Fuck," He took the moment to look at it's figure, remembering it, until he pressed the tip of his blade to the wooden creature's chest. He craved out a bit where a heart would be before blowing fire onto it, not caring that it was burning his own paws. He pulled it away from the flame, ashes filling the small cavity he had made and around the chest was burnt. He stared at it for a good moment or two before completely burning it until ashes were left on his paws. He picked at another piece of wood.
"Went to shit, gotta make a different one."
Looking over the piece of wood, the draconic boy would lean back comfortably onto the tree trying to think of what he could make out of this. He picked up his pieces of wood and moved them onto the ground, where he resumed to think. Suddenly, it had come to his mind as he began to remove the bark with the sharp blade of his knife not uttering much of a word at the moment. A smile slowly slipping onto his mottled maw, soon enough did the boy find himself humming to a melody he had heard once before "I saw you... With that ribbon in your hair," He began in a quiet voice watching as the blade went over a certain spot of the wood until it was curved like a tail not thin like his own but slightly puffy. "Think that I began to stare..." More pieces of wood were sliced off until he had gotten a block like body shape but it didn't last for long as he tried curving it all out.
"Maybe I'll love you... For a while,"
Pausing for a brief moment, he glanced over his work only to keep slicing a bit more at it though he was being more careful of his actions. Once it had taken the form he desired, he was careful with the detail he began to carve onto the small figurine. He held it back once he had finished it, finding a soft smile tugging at his lips. Wings, hooves, a round face with a slightly long nose and that familiar, comforting smile. The wooden figurine would never be her but he was sure that she would love it, his mind thought about the painting Gael had did once and immediately this inspired him. Producing four more wooden figurines. Gael. His wife and son. And even himself. He had to be a bit more careful of what he was doing as he managed to carve a small butterfly on his nose. That smile still prominent on his maw.
[ feel free to request something from him with your characters uwu ]
He was distracted by his own thoughts hearing the soft schip with each bit of wood that was sliced off by the knife. Memories. Bittersweet, they ran through his mind as he continued to sit there looking rather lost in thought. It wasn't long until he snapped out of it and glanced down at his creation; a bobcat. Trygve bit his bottom lip only to utter out in frustration "Fuck," He took the moment to look at it's figure, remembering it, until he pressed the tip of his blade to the wooden creature's chest. He craved out a bit where a heart would be before blowing fire onto it, not caring that it was burning his own paws. He pulled it away from the flame, ashes filling the small cavity he had made and around the chest was burnt. He stared at it for a good moment or two before completely burning it until ashes were left on his paws. He picked at another piece of wood.
"Went to shit, gotta make a different one."
Looking over the piece of wood, the draconic boy would lean back comfortably onto the tree trying to think of what he could make out of this. He picked up his pieces of wood and moved them onto the ground, where he resumed to think. Suddenly, it had come to his mind as he began to remove the bark with the sharp blade of his knife not uttering much of a word at the moment. A smile slowly slipping onto his mottled maw, soon enough did the boy find himself humming to a melody he had heard once before "I saw you... With that ribbon in your hair," He began in a quiet voice watching as the blade went over a certain spot of the wood until it was curved like a tail not thin like his own but slightly puffy. "Think that I began to stare..." More pieces of wood were sliced off until he had gotten a block like body shape but it didn't last for long as he tried curving it all out.
"Maybe I'll love you... For a while,"
Pausing for a brief moment, he glanced over his work only to keep slicing a bit more at it though he was being more careful of his actions. Once it had taken the form he desired, he was careful with the detail he began to carve onto the small figurine. He held it back once he had finished it, finding a soft smile tugging at his lips. Wings, hooves, a round face with a slightly long nose and that familiar, comforting smile. The wooden figurine would never be her but he was sure that she would love it, his mind thought about the painting Gael had did once and immediately this inspired him. Producing four more wooden figurines. Gael. His wife and son. And even himself. He had to be a bit more careful of what he was doing as he managed to carve a small butterfly on his nose. That smile still prominent on his maw.
[ feel free to request something from him with your characters uwu ]
BUT YOU DON'T KNOW REALLY WHAT YOU'RE TALKING 'BOUT
YOU ACT AS IF I WAS BORN YESTERDAY, BUT WON'T YOU SHUT YOUR GODDAMN MOUTH
YOU ACT AS IF I WAS BORN YESTERDAY, BUT WON'T YOU SHUT YOUR GODDAMN MOUTH
— Reggan