ISKRA
"That's amazing!" Iskra says with a brightness touched by awe. His abilities have always felt meager and a bit useless, although his lack of study and practice is as much to blame, but still, Amhran can do something meaningful, and in a process that doesn't harm, only helps. It's everything Iskra wishes he could manage. Such is the benefits of being touched by a god, he supposes.
The work takes his focus back though, for the time being, as he dutifully places the stones in all the designated places to fulfill the barrier's ring. His successful stick toss and strike on the ningo results in a flurry of paws as Goose snaps after it, unsuccessful, so he retrieves the stick with a frustrated shake of his head. Iskra laughs out the side of his mouth at Amhran, "are you taking his side?" he accuses in jest, hand affectionately reaching for the returned stick to chuck it for the mutt once more.
Nearly empty, but back to the first stones they'd put down, Iskra nods back to Deimos and place his bucket of rocks where directed. Goose is immediately back at his side, sitckless (to ensure his mouth is free), as Iskra rummages at the food table for his prize.
stones placed, bucket returned, food had
The work takes his focus back though, for the time being, as he dutifully places the stones in all the designated places to fulfill the barrier's ring. His successful stick toss and strike on the ningo results in a flurry of paws as Goose snaps after it, unsuccessful, so he retrieves the stick with a frustrated shake of his head. Iskra laughs out the side of his mouth at Amhran, "are you taking his side?" he accuses in jest, hand affectionately reaching for the returned stick to chuck it for the mutt once more.
Nearly empty, but back to the first stones they'd put down, Iskra nods back to Deimos and place his bucket of rocks where directed. Goose is immediately back at his side, sitckless (to ensure his mouth is free), as Iskra rummages at the food table for his prize.
stones placed, bucket returned, food had
It's hard to tell the truth when you lie to yourself
Always give too much of you to someone else
I'm talkin' to you now like we're old friends
It'll never be too late to start again
Always give too much of you to someone else
I'm talkin' to you now like we're old friends
It'll never be too late to start again
