Rosewater Oasis I dream in oily fluorescent swirls

He could see how easy she felt, instructing something that was both her skill and passion. Appealing to this side of her always seemed to bring her out of her shell, something he enjoyed and knew not to take for granted. She had knowledge and experience, and fortunately for him, she'd chosen to pass some of that on to him. Naturally, they'd both benefit from his education, as he had every intention of lavishing her with treasures. 

He was indeed paying attention, noting the way she'd changed the small pool he'd created, and the movements she made. Expertly balanced, she was able to shift her weight more onto her hind paws than what he'd done. He'd been bearing down on the stones far too much with his weight. "Touch of the master's hand," He commented with a nod. "May I?" He asked, not wanting to simply shove his paws in and make her uncomfortable with the close contact. He wanted her to judge his posture, and help him refine his movements so he'd be able to do the procedure on his own, too. 

"I've heard some rumours about what might be around in this area," He said. Not that the rude coyote he'd met was a reliable source of information, but given how he'd coaxed the details from her, he was inclined to believe she was telling the truth. "Quartz, turquoise, garnet. Apparently there's others out looking for them, but ah- they've got nothing on us."