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 Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2016 10:19 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2016 10:30 pm
Astraeus had let himself go. Not that he had ever taken much pride in his appearance before he at least made sure he was semi-presentable. These days he was a mess; not even in his wildest frenzies of creation had he looked this sloppy. He wasn't getting enough sleep; his eyes were dull and his lids were constantly heavy. His feathers were ruffled and some had fallen out; hair a knotted mess. Even his treasured trinkets had come loose; some had been kindly returned to him, others lost forever.
All this and his impending children were not even born yet. They had predicted three for each mare. Six children incoming. The mare Gansey would pop any day now and Vanity was starting to show more and more each day. Claws slipped and he dropped his tools, cursing under his breath before letting out a sigh and stretching out.
He had been hard at work for the last ... how many months had it been? He'd lost count, now. Working on trinkets for his children - each one different and unique. Would they even be allowed to wear them? The mothers seemed nice enough to allow it. He'd made them gifts, too. Or had been attempting. But his claws were cramping and his work was getting sloppy.
"What will I do when the children are actually here.." He was stressed despite knowing full well his status in the flock. Trusted as he was, he was still a male and he had no rights to see his children - unless they were sons, at least - but he still hoped to have some part in raising them. Or at least sharing all the knowledge he had to share. The stars, the planets; constellations and the cycles of the moon. How to create things of beauty and things of learning and how the two could meld to create things of wonder. As scared as he was he was also excited.
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Nyx Queen of Darkness Crew
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Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2016 11:18 pm
Varaulimore stretched her wings and wiped her brow on some cloth nearby. She'd been hard at work making items for upcoming festivals and holiday, almost not seeing the stallion approaching her.
She stopped and narrowed her eyes. This stallion happened to be the one that had impregnated her sister Vanity Rose. She'd heard he was a looker, but he really didn't look....much....right now. He also looked clumsy.
Her area was well within the bounds of the males of the Flock so she'd often get one or two to help her as needed, in an effort to teach them skills other than the more base ones to please a lady of the Flock.
She raised her eyebrows, "May I help you?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2016 11:35 pm
It was a big deal for Astraeus to ask for help - his ego could almost match that of Vanya and her daughters. Almost. But he was struggling with transferring his design from his mind to real life. As big as his ego was, he was not one to ignore talent and Varaulimore was among the best of metal workers. He was up there but he struggled with delicate designs; he was used to big works of metal that he could hammer to his heart's content.
He cleared his throat and laid the sack he'd used to carry his pieces before her. "I seem to be struggling..," he said, sheepishly looking away. A piece of paper had a design sketched out, delicate filigree twisting and bending to form a delicate hair piece, moonstones - the same that adorned him - dangling from small chains as well as tied in the filigree. "I was wondering if you might offer advice or help." His eyes looked away. "It's for your sister. And Gansey." He reached into the satchel on his side an pulled out a large stone - polished him self this past moon it was bright green and glimmered in the light, carefully carved into the shape of a leaf. "I can offer this as payment or something else if you'd prefer."
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Nyx Queen of Darkness Crew
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Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2016 11:56 pm
Varaulimore watched Astraeus place the bag in front of her. The design he offered was light and beautiful. One look at the design told her exactly what the problem was. "Your claws are too big," she said matter of factly. Her own claws were much smaller. "It's not the design, it's the size. If you want it this side, I can make it or if you want to make it yourself, I can help you make the design bigger?"'
She picked up the bright green stone shaped like a leaf. Yes, she wanted this piece. "I find this deal acceptable." She scooped up the green stone almost hungrily. One of her other sisters would love this.
For a moment, she felt at a loss as what to say. "How soon will the ones with Gainsey be here?" She knew her sister Vanity Rose wasn't nearly as far along. She placed the iron into the fire to heat.
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2016 12:12 am
Astraeus let out a sigh of relief as she accepted his offer. It was like a great weight lifted off his shoulder. He also didn't really know what else he could have counter offered with - he hadn't spent time on anything but these pieces.
He pondered her advice for a moment - his claws were large indeed - it made sense and he mentally slapped himself for not seeing the problem sooner.
"I think this size will suit them better," he said finally after some thought. Both mares were quite dainty anything too big would overshadow them. With a sigh, he sat on the ground where his materials lay.
"I will assist how I can and watch, if you will allow it."
"Gansey any day now they tell me," he stretched a little. "I do not know what she will do after - I believe she will leave. A shame but that is the way it is." He waved a claw in the air. Perhaps it was his tired mind or just that he was thankful for her help, but he couldn't stop talking. "I do not know who will look after the children when she goes. If I will be allowed to see them if they are girls."
Most mares of the flock allowed the father to have some part in the childrens' lives. But there were a small minority who refuse to allow it. All he could do was hope it wasn't the latter who took responsibility for his children.
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