Re: The Shop Stalls - Damon and Open
Kai was not a fan of the cold. Being from the south anything below fifty degrees was cold for him. But Nik had seemed to think that the shifter was spending far too much time indoors and had practically kicked him out of the apartment to have a day out. So sketchbook and khol in hand, the boy decided to go to the festival. Maybe he would find some new inspiration for his drawings.
He meandered aimlessly through the various stalls, admiring the work that the community seemed proud to display. He even managed to pick up a small wood carving of a leopard, a gift for his master. He eventually came across the stall of one of his friends, a girl he would socialize with occasionally.
"She's very good" He commented to the dark haired stranger nearby. "If a paintin' is a gift you wanna give, can't do any better than her."