Bearclaw Valley Simple Art

Cole gave a nod of acknowledgment as she introduced herself, his eyes scanning the work she’d laid out. The tool she was creating was impressive, practical in a way that spoke to her skill and thoughtfulness.

That’s a fine piece o'work, Milana, he said, lowering himself to sit near her, though he made no move to intrude on her space. You’ve gotta good eye for what’ll help. He studied the strips of hide for a moment before looking back at her. I’m no expert, but if 'ya need an extra hand, I’m happy ta'help. Though, from the looks of it, you migh' be more capable than me in that area.

He gave her a small, sincere smile, his tone calm and appreciative, before he leaned back, content to watch her work.