WIP DAVRIN DAY C:
Previous weeks I've been working on the pieces mostly on the day when I posted them, but I wanted to at least get prepared a bit this time. I have one more sketch in the works already, but it's nowhere in sharable state, so that's all I've got. Hopefully will have some time in the weekend to catch up.
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Davrin spun a block of aspen wood in his hand, absent-mindedly looking into the fire pit. He was surrounded by wooden shavings pelting the floor like first snow and at least half a dozen shapes abandoned at various stages of the process. Assan slept curled up close by, his back paw twitching rhythmically. Davrin hoped that whatever the griffon was dreaming of was worth the chase.
Normally carving would ease his mind. A steady, careful task, to keep both his thoughts and hands steady. Sculpting was simple. Or at least it was when he was working for himself. When it came to crafting a gift? For the first time since forever he found himself hesitating. It wasn’t the task itself that was a challenge but deciding what shape to settle down on.
First he thought of a halla, to match the hairpin she wore most often, but it seemed not personal enough to him. Everyone gifts hallas to elves. He did not want to be everyone. Shortly he considered a griffon, something from him for Bellara to keep close. After all, she's jokingly asked for a spare one before. A figurine could be the second best thing.