What matters most is how well you walk through the fire.
She actually was up quite early this morning. It had been a few days since she’d been hunting with Noah, and she’d skinned the luxere and had the leather soaking in the back room of their house. It was a good sized piece of leather, and she was pleased with the results so far. Still, there was a lot of work to be done to turn the hide into proper leather, and she wasn’t about to present Ludo with subpar leather.
Given that she needed to be at the Kraai later that day, she’d gotten up early to set to work. With the leather well soaked, she begins to scrape the flesh from the skin. It is slow work, but her hands are sure and well practiced. She’s made decent progress when the sound of her brother, a combination of humming and hiccups, reaches her.
Weaver sticks her head out from the door, chucking a stray piece of meat in his general direction. She’d have called for his attention, but that clearly wasn’t going to do any good. Besides, it was a nice excuse to throw things at him. If he looks her way, she’ll nod toward the room she’s in, inviting him to join her.
Given that she needed to be at the Kraai later that day, she’d gotten up early to set to work. With the leather well soaked, she begins to scrape the flesh from the skin. It is slow work, but her hands are sure and well practiced. She’s made decent progress when the sound of her brother, a combination of humming and hiccups, reaches her.
Weaver sticks her head out from the door, chucking a stray piece of meat in his general direction. She’d have called for his attention, but that clearly wasn’t going to do any good. Besides, it was a nice excuse to throw things at him. If he looks her way, she’ll nod toward the room she’s in, inviting him to join her.
Weaver
