IT MUST BE LONELY
when you're up there looking down
Fixing Solterra hadn't been easy - it still isn't . But signing up for a Festival seems to have been one of his worse plans . But he's on decent terms with Delumine , and selling his wares here may provide the funds and items necessary to build the Court up , and foster good connections . He can't keep burning bridges , though he's lit so many that the world is ash and smoke around him , to match his coat .
Large ears swivel , and he feels the claws digging into his spine , dragging over the fresh scars as the adolescent Indoraptor sits on his haunches , much bigger than she's been . Enyo is growing fast , and he adores her entirely .
" Are you going to sit and preen your feathers , or are you going to help me ? " He snorts it at her as he finishes off setting up the stall , only to buck slightly until she dislodges herself with a grumble and shakes her body , sending dust from the feathers up as she finishes cleaning the keratin off of a bunch of them to free them from their casings to be on full display . " Coming , coming . " It's a grumble of a reply but she flashes a mouth full of teeth at him , and he flashes his own golden fangs in return to her , earning a soft chirrup .
With her help , it's easier to set up the array of necklaces and other forged beauties he's created in his off time . Blacksmithing is one way to keep his mind off of ... well . Everything else .
But he can enjoy this Festival , he hopes .
Large ears swivel , and he feels the claws digging into his spine , dragging over the fresh scars as the adolescent Indoraptor sits on his haunches , much bigger than she's been . Enyo is growing fast , and he adores her entirely .
" Are you going to sit and preen your feathers , or are you going to help me ? " He snorts it at her as he finishes off setting up the stall , only to buck slightly until she dislodges herself with a grumble and shakes her body , sending dust from the feathers up as she finishes cleaning the keratin off of a bunch of them to free them from their casings to be on full display . " Coming , coming . " It's a grumble of a reply but she flashes a mouth full of teeth at him , and he flashes his own golden fangs in return to her , earning a soft chirrup .
With her help , it's easier to set up the array of necklaces and other forged beauties he's created in his off time . Blacksmithing is one way to keep his mind off of ... well . Everything else .
But he can enjoy this Festival , he hopes .
@ anyone !
