Pull at the Strings // bone arts and crafts

[shinigami sakigami]

Although it was likely little known, Arfur loved arts and crafts. If one were to venture into his quaint living space, they’d notice upon his rock slab that he had several jars of paint. Beside them, he had plentiful materials to create art and flower crowns. The young pup had refrained from speaking about it in great detail, as he did not know how his clanmates would respond. Did they like crafts? Did they hate them? He had no idea.

Until now.

At the call of Vale, excitement lit up on the boy’s face as he bounded near, ears perked to the sky. Sliding across the dirt, he plopped down and began to handle the bones, quickly and efficiently trying to form a windchime. “Hey! Jormungand! Make me some too pleeeeeease!”