CHULANE
Food was more than welcome; he hadn't realised how hungry the work had made him. He was well pleased with his efforts, working up a good sweat, which was visible when he took his human form again, shifting between human and leopard occasionally to keep his balance. It worked, and he made great progress, hammering away at the final slate tile and looking over what he had achieved with a deep breath.
The smell of food was an easy lure to him, as he shifted to his eagle and swooped down, landing and transforming in one smooth motion, running his hand through his sweat-damp hair. Grabbing a towel, he dried himself off, knowing well the dangers of being damp in freezing temperatures, washing his hands as well before sitting down to a meal.
Work like this was so satisfying; to be able to look up and see what had been built, to get to the stage of adding those final touches - it was easy to smile despite the fatigue, to laugh and banter with those gathered. And once food was eaten, those final tasks were laid out before them.
Chuy would never claim to be an expert in decorations. He was too practical, too logical, his designs always prioritising functionality and practicality over 'prettiness'. But that wasn't to say he had no appreciation for pretty designs - only that he was utterly useless at them. So he went for installing the windows, finding it well suited to his inclinations, finding comfort in the motion of carefully placing the glass and affixing it to the frames with the workers.
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Chuy helps with the windows~
The smell of food was an easy lure to him, as he shifted to his eagle and swooped down, landing and transforming in one smooth motion, running his hand through his sweat-damp hair. Grabbing a towel, he dried himself off, knowing well the dangers of being damp in freezing temperatures, washing his hands as well before sitting down to a meal.
Work like this was so satisfying; to be able to look up and see what had been built, to get to the stage of adding those final touches - it was easy to smile despite the fatigue, to laugh and banter with those gathered. And once food was eaten, those final tasks were laid out before them.
Chuy would never claim to be an expert in decorations. He was too practical, too logical, his designs always prioritising functionality and practicality over 'prettiness'. But that wasn't to say he had no appreciation for pretty designs - only that he was utterly useless at them. So he went for installing the windows, finding it well suited to his inclinations, finding comfort in the motion of carefully placing the glass and affixing it to the frames with the workers.
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Chuy helps with the windows~
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