Hushed Willows Toymaker

Kyrell's ears strained towards the little gray woman. Soft and quickly spoken, he had to intentionally listen to catch her words. With a brief brandish of the tail, he placed it at his feet.

I was trying to recreate some toys my family made for my parents for their litters. A soft scrap of fur is much nicer for teething babes than, well, mom. The squirrel isn't going to complain about pokes and nips from puppy teeth.

He lowered himself to the ground, inviting the Moonglow woman with a thump of tail to join him.

Was trying to do something nice for Reverie and Boone. We've have a bit of a rough start here in Hearthwood. His set his forested gaze upon the small woman before looking at the incomplete project between his paws. But I'm uh, working off of memory. I remember my uncle making foxtails when I was younger. But I'm forgetting some steps I think.