| Dragomir is all smiles and politeness, but your anxiety is not soothed until he reveals that as promised, he has brought along your gift. To your delight, he lays before you three smooth, crystalline spheres, round-bellied and beautiful in their unassuming simplicity. At the top of each orb spouts a dainty-lipped mouth, corked with soft, sandy-colored wood. A twinkle of blue catches your eye, and you lower your head to admire the azure stone resting inside the middle glass bubble. How clever, you think, trinkets to store trinkets. The boy really has thought of everything. “They are perfect,” you breathe, muzzle so close to your newfound treasures that the glass clouds momentarily with condensation. “Absolutely flawless, Dragomir!” you continue, voice rising in excitement. If you weren’t afraid that you would tread on his handiwork, you would be prancing in place; as it is, you can barely contain yourself.
He offers to help secure the baubles, and you nod enthusiastically. “I think they would look lovely in my mane,” you offer, forcing yourself to stand still so that he can properly tie them amongst your braids. However, just because your body is still does not mean that your mouth is. “Truly, they are beyond compare,” you gush, both pleased and suddenly oddly touched by his gift. “One-of-a-kind, as I’m sure you are, monsieur. There must be no one like you—no one who possesses such an extraordinary talent as yours, non?” For you have never seen skill such as his before, and the novelty of it all fascinates you. You wonder how he does it.
OOC: Thanks so much, Bunnie! If possible, could he give her IC knowledge of the other herd crafters? Names aren’t necessary, but if he happens to know what they do (stone, metal, cloth), that would be super helpful c;
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