Log file from Two Moons - Dewshine.
  
  10/8/00 11:23:49 AM
  
  Northeastern Area of the Valley
  
       This area of the valley is thinner, the woods ending in a large
  clearing just before it gets near the waterfall and the lake to the
  north. The clearing hear looks over the lake to the north, following the
  river that connects from it, to the lands across the river to the east
  from here. The faces of the valley loom up in the distance, showing the
  sheer size and majesty of the mountains.
  
       It is the height of the dry season here. The grasses are thinned
  out and brown under the heat of the DayStar as the long days linger on
  filled with heat and the biting insects. As a consequence, most animals
  linger near the river and the lake, taking refuge from the bugs. For
  predators, the close packed animals provide easy prey to find... but
  still its harder to survive. The daystar rises high over the valley. 
  
  Awake: Dewshine  Scatterminx  NightBloom 
  
  NightBloom sits by the fire her tummy out to there already doing some
  stitching something she just isnt real good at.
  
  Dewshine is humming as she comes out of the Lostholt Camp. She's got a
  slight smile on her face and an amused expression in her blue eyes. She
  stops as she sees NightBloom and then heads over to sit beside her.
  "Shade," she says softly as she gets close. "I'm Dewshine. Can I help
  you with anything?"
  
  NightBloom smiles and waving then saids **Heyla** looks down at the
  pathetic looking bundle of leathers **It was to be a bunting for the
  cub. But its not comming out right.**
  
  Scatterminx slips out of her tent with a small basket of leather strips.
  The tanner turns around and blinks as it is far later in the day then
  she thought it was. Rubbing her temples absently with dye-stained
  fingers she moves to the fire. **Heyla**
  
  Dewshine might not be a tanner, and it's been turns since Windkin was a
  cub, but she sits down beside NightBloom, joining the very pregnant elf
  by the fire, a gentle expression on her face. "I'll help if I can," she
  says. "If you don't mind, that is." At another greeting, she looks over
  to the tent to see Scatterminx just outside of it. "Shade, Scatterminx.
  How are you doing today?"
  
  NightBloom waves to minx then shakes her head showing the work to
  Dewshine.. **I can use all the help I can get.** the stitches are even
  but its cut all wrong and not folded correctly either.
  
  NightBloom is sitting on a log next to Dewshine trying hard to make a
  bunting for a cub since will be mid whitecold when the cub is born..
  
  Dewshine leans closer, examining the bunting that Nightbloom's been
  working on. She reaches out a hand to touch the leathers carefully.
  "You've got some nice warm leathers here. Your cub will be nice and
  warm." she says, as she tries to see how she can help. "I'm not sure if
  it's shaped right though. How did you decide to cut it?"
  
  NightBloom tilts her head shrugging **I figured it needs more room by
  the sholders and a hooded area.. so I cut it as I thought it should
  look. Then folded it and started stitching. I can make a realy good
  tent. I can make sleeping furs and things to put under your head. I can
  repair most leathers. But I cant make clothes for the cub** is a bit
  perterbed with herself... then again she has only ever seen one other
  cub.
  
  Dewshine chuckles lightly, music in her voice. "Let me see," she muses,
  reaching out questioningly, intending to take the bunting leathers into
  her own lap for a bit. "You stitch very well. I don't think I ever did
  such a good job when I had my cub."
  
  NightBloom hands it over willingly **Thank you.** she smiles proudly
  **we have more of the warm leather if we need to start over. When we
  toppled a long tooth that invaded the camp we kept its fur for the cubs
  to come.**
  
  Dewshine turns the leathers in her hands over and over, upside down and
  rightside out. There is a thoughtful expression on her face. "I don't
  think it's folded right. Maybe we should take the stitches out and
  refold it?" she suggests, trying to see if she can figure out how it
  should be folded. Oh, where's a tanner or seamstress when you need one?
  "Or maybe start over? It's been a long time since I had to worry about
  one of these."
  
  NightBloom nods **What ever you think is best. Shows how little i know
  of cubs** blushes..
  
  Dewshine giggles a little. "I'm not the best person to ask really."
  After all, she spent most of her cub-raising time in the Sun Village.
  And kept Windkin on a tether besides. "But let's see what we can do,
  shall we?" She decides to try fixing what you've got first, rather than
  just scrapping it. Which means those stitches have to come out.
  
  NightBloom nodnods.... **Need my blade?** she takes it from where it is
  at her side..
  
  Dewshine has her own knife but since the other one is already out, she
  uses that. "Thanks." And she takes the offered blade, cutting carefully
  through stitches. As she does, she starts to hum a pretty tune. She is
  sitting beside NightBloom, by the fire, and helping NightBloom with some
  sewing for the new cub.
  
  NightBloom watches interestedly
  
  Silverclaw ambles out of the father tree, looking like she's still
  asleep, as well as the wolf walking along by her side. Two reddish cubs
  come racing past the both of them, barking and nipping a each other in
  play as they disappear into the surrounding forest. Silver, with
  FurFire, only make their way over to the fire pit and sit down, the elf
  maiden look around with sleepy eyes as she yawns and stretches.
  
  Dewshine hums merrily along, as she removes stitches until she can
  unfold the leather and see what she can do with it. She glances up as
  someone else arrives and grins. "Aooyah, Silverclaw." and she looks down
  to smile at the wolves she was skritching earlier. "and you too, my
  friends." She folds the leather one way and then the other, only half
  paying attention to it.
  
  NightBloom giggles as the holt is full of wolfcubs this turn
  
  Silverclaw huhs? sleepily as she hears her name, amazed she even
  responds to it this early. She yawns again and looks at Dewshine,
  peering at her a moment until she rmemebers then grunts a morning
  greeting.
  
  Dewshine shakes her head, a half smile on her face at the sleepiness she
  can see. Then she just has to shrug. "I don't know how to fix this," she
  mutters, trying to fold it in a completely different fashion. She
  glances over to NightBloom. "I think it needs to be rounder here," she
  suggests, pointing towards the hood part. "What do you think?"
  
  NightBloom nods.. slowly **Looks like it.**
  
  Dewshine gently holds the leathers out to NightBloom, so she can give
  them back. "Well, maybe someone with more skill than I have can fix
  this?" she suggests. The knife she twirls so that the hilt is facing
  NightBloom, letting Dewshine return everything at once. "Meanwhile, I
  think I shall go test the waters by the waterfall. Since I didn't do
  that last time."
  
  NightBloom nods and smiles giggling **Maybee I will ask scatterminx..
  she is our tanner"
  
  NightBloom waves as she sees you go to the water fall