02-03-2021, 05:49 PM
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RIFTWEAVER
[W]iskerRIFTWEAVER
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Rift looked to Lucy as she asked if he had furniture, offering a small smile. "I do have a chaise and a small wooden table I'm not using. They're over there." he said, waving a paw towards a corner of his house where a blue chaise and a dark brown wooden side table sat. The legs of the chaise and table were both carved of wood, with humming birds and flowers intricately and meticulously carved.
Next, his gaze looked to Keona, Goldie and Michael as they suggested he provide blankets and pillows for the Tavern. He pointed to a particular box set off to the side. "That's all for the Tavern. Blankets, pillows and some small weaponry I've found." He didn't have use for many weapons - his small dagger that he kept strapped to his leg was enough for him.
"Mom, I've got a gift for you, as well. You too, Michael." Turning away and stepping towards his chest at the foot of his bed, the male would pop the top open and dig through for a second before pulling out two boxes. Both were crudely made of wood, obviously made by hand - or, well, paw. He passed one to Michael and the other to Goldie. He'd taken a bit of time selecting their gifts and had finally decided on what to get them.
For his mother, he'd found a necklace cord and put a small bird skull painted gold on it. The cord slipped right through the eyesockets of the skull, dangling perfectly.
For Michael, Rift had gone a little more practical. He'd taken a knife blade he'd found and attached it to small antler handle, wrapped leather around it for grip. There was an 'M' shaped charm, appearing to be carved from bone, dangling from the end of the handle.
He waited patiently for them to open the boxes, feeling nervous about their reactions.
Rift looked to Lucy as she asked if he had furniture, offering a small smile. "I do have a chaise and a small wooden table I'm not using. They're over there." he said, waving a paw towards a corner of his house where a blue chaise and a dark brown wooden side table sat. The legs of the chaise and table were both carved of wood, with humming birds and flowers intricately and meticulously carved.
Next, his gaze looked to Keona, Goldie and Michael as they suggested he provide blankets and pillows for the Tavern. He pointed to a particular box set off to the side. "That's all for the Tavern. Blankets, pillows and some small weaponry I've found." He didn't have use for many weapons - his small dagger that he kept strapped to his leg was enough for him.
"Mom, I've got a gift for you, as well. You too, Michael." Turning away and stepping towards his chest at the foot of his bed, the male would pop the top open and dig through for a second before pulling out two boxes. Both were crudely made of wood, obviously made by hand - or, well, paw. He passed one to Michael and the other to Goldie. He'd taken a bit of time selecting their gifts and had finally decided on what to get them.
For his mother, he'd found a necklace cord and put a small bird skull painted gold on it. The cord slipped right through the eyesockets of the skull, dangling perfectly.
For Michael, Rift had gone a little more practical. He'd taken a knife blade he'd found and attached it to small antler handle, wrapped leather around it for grip. There was an 'M' shaped charm, appearing to be carved from bone, dangling from the end of the handle.
He waited patiently for them to open the boxes, feeling nervous about their reactions.