Ouroboros Spine iii. out of this home

The rabbit-pelted girl nodded, gentle features lighting up as Adrastus grasped the art form with ease. "Yes, exactly. We have used such things in my old tribe before," she murmured excitedly, smiling up at the larger hunter. At the guardian's offer, her spring eyes widened in surprise -- not expecting that he would offer such a kindness so readily. "I would like that but I am sure you are busy with your hunting," the morning dove lilted shyly, gesturing affably towards the deer spine he had dropped nearby with her dusky muzzle. "I would not want to bother you." 

At the very least, if it would not trouble him too much to bring her colors to try, then perhaps she could offer him something of fair trade. "Perhaps..I could teach you to make paints? If you'd like?" Aiwë offered slowly with a few wags of her tail, hoping she hadn't offended him. It was a woman's trade where she came from but she was not sure if the same traditions applied in this land, or in Moonglow specifically. She didn't see any reason why he couldn't, shouldn't, learn if he had an interest.