MABEL
Oh well excuse me, a quest. If she was envious, jealous Mabel sought not to let it show – giving a light sniff, lingering around some other edges. “Rude. Is that how you ask for help?” And the younger Ascended thought she was pathetically awful about requesting, imploring, for assistance.
But like an annoying sibling, she didn’t go away – investigating the bits and pieces of obsidian. Some were far too small, chipped along and reduced to edges and splinters, cracked, shards of things that could’ve once been proud pinnacles. Eventually though, the youth thought she saw a portion that might have been useful, and used her foot to kick the segment over to Nikolai, watching as it settled near his own. “Would that work?”
But like an annoying sibling, she didn’t go away – investigating the bits and pieces of obsidian. Some were far too small, chipped along and reduced to edges and splinters, cracked, shards of things that could’ve once been proud pinnacles. Eventually though, the youth thought she saw a portion that might have been useful, and used her foot to kick the segment over to Nikolai, watching as it settled near his own. “Would that work?”
I bare my teeth
and stretch my claws out
and stretch my claws out
