I THINK I KNEW HER SMILE;; open - gift for Maude

[ARVID R.]

Usually, a call for Maude wouldn't rouse Arvid at all. After all, it wasn't a call for him, so why should he care? Besides, Maude didn't exactly seem the type to appreciate others in her business. This time, though, the call was accompanied by an odd scent. It was almost like... burnt metal? The odd smell was enough to draw the dire wolf over, especially considering he hadn't been doing much of importance beforehand. As he approached, the canine muttered a casual greeting, "Hey Ruven, hey Maude. What's that weird sm- oh." The sight of the little metal pig that Ruven had made instantly answered his question for them, although it certainly wasn't what he had been expecting. What had he been expecting? Well... he wasn't sure, actually. Perhaps someone who had been working on forging some armor? That seemed like the most obvious source of burnt metal smell within a group like the Coalition, considering they were constantly searching for their next battle. This wasn't... bad, though.

Arvid sat a little bit away from the pair, specifically a little bit behind Maude. While he was interested in what was going on, he was well aware of the fact that the call hadn't been for him. Now that he knew the burning smell wasn't some kind of emergency, he merely observed, waiting to see what Ruven would tell Maude. This time, his observation wasn't even for scientific purposes. Rather, he just wanted a chance to tell Ruven that he thought his little creation was quite cute, and well made. And well... maybe give him a little warning about being more careful next time he decided to create something similar. Maude wasn't the only one who had noticed the burns the lion had sustained, and they were enough to make Arvid's calm smile falter a little bit.

i wanna be the sand inside that hourglass