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[rhosmari]

AND IT'S HALF PAST THREE
[align=center]AND I GOT ANGEL WINGS

BUT A DEVIL'S GRIN

AND ONLY ONE CAN WIN

elsweyr — tanglewood — three years

Bronze? It was bronze? A strange color but perhaps it was also something else. Right if she remembered they had used bronze before but it was so rare to find and use that bone was the stable. Bronze was special and important to them. Marking of one who was higher in the tribe. Aurum was higher then? Her head slowly tilted to the side as she examined over him. His figure looked built from harsh times and held power in the very muscles. She could see it and she dipped her head respectfully. They did look wonderful on him and she hoped that perhaps in the future that he could gain more for his achievements. Carry them with pride always flashing in his eye. A smile pulled at her maw then before the question was asked about her own and she gave a light nod of her head. "Yes, all of her's are made of bone. Very important as some are milestones of her life. Her nose was when she became a true warrior of her people." The way her voice rumbled with pure pride said it all as her long and slender tail shifted back and forth rather lightly. She always strived to improve as much as she could and even here she hoped to do her best.

The woman had not thought about sharing her catch though as it was talked about. She figured he would need more food. He was larger then she and she always thought that the larger and stronger needed their fill so that they could protect everyone. A frown pulled at her muzzle but she could tell that he meant well. He was courteous and she had to remember that this was also a different world. Sharing was acceptable in certain circumstances. "She does not mind sharing. But perhaps Aurum can show her better hunting techniques for the bog later on?" As she spoke she pushed the mutated like fish closer to the other. But a soft and brief touch to her shoulder made her pause and twist her head to look down at a young cub. Her eyes that were fiery in color blinked slowly before she tilted her head just a bit. Her tail gently moved to lightly bush against the child's back. A gentle greeting. She welcomed him openly even as he was about to continue off.

But it appeared the adornments stopped the younger of the group and had him staring before voicing a question that was normal to hear. She did not mind the searching question and instead gave a brighter smile. "It depends on where they go. Sometimes. But not always do they hurt. This one thinks they have a bit of a sting, especially in her nose. Would the small one like to have one one day? Maybe when he makes first kill? Big accomplishment!"