Ruadhan threw himself into the other chair as soon as he'd stripped off both outer layers--draped 'em to dry--his gloves and hat, started chewing on one of his string callouses.
After a moment, he lowered his finger from his mouth, gave Donel a suspicious glance. "Since when do you carve?"
"Since it was the middle of winter and I was bored out of my skull enough to learn, baby brother. You should think about trying things like that, as opposed to just picking fights when you're bored."
Ruadhan started to lunge over, to start a proper fight, but paused before he reached his brother, hung up by guitar-case and the glitter of the little carving blade in Donel's dominant hand.
"Hnh," he muttered, settling himself again like one of the wolves who'd missed a pounce for a rabbit and wanted to pretend it'd never tried, "So what wonderful project are you working on, then?"
Donel turned the half-roughed in dragon around so his brother could see it. "Winters-gift present for Fin." He grinned. "Closest he'll get to a dragon this year."
Trickwood Unification, Ruadhan and Donel, "intricate carving done out of boredom"
After a moment, he lowered his finger from his mouth, gave Donel a suspicious glance. "Since when do you carve?"
"Since it was the middle of winter and I was bored out of my skull enough to learn, baby brother. You should think about trying things like that, as opposed to just picking fights when you're bored."
Ruadhan started to lunge over, to start a proper fight, but paused before he reached his brother, hung up by guitar-case and the glitter of the little carving blade in Donel's dominant hand.
"Hnh," he muttered, settling himself again like one of the wolves who'd missed a pounce for a rabbit and wanted to pretend it'd never tried, "So what wonderful project are you working on, then?"
Donel turned the half-roughed in dragon around so his brother could see it. "Winters-gift present for Fin." He grinned. "Closest he'll get to a dragon this year."
Rudahn blinked, then started cackling.