The storm continued to howl outside. While within the softly glowing cave, all was calm. The world within the cave remained untouched by the furry of the rain. He was completely safe and alone. Though he worried for those he knew, he was unable to safely venture out in search of anyone. He had to help himself first before he could help anyone. So he had remained stuck here, and knew he would be stuck for an extended period of time. His arts and crafts project served him well during this time. It kept his mind distracted and off of other things as he worked with the unruly plant fibers to create a work of art.
His long tail lay sprawled out, like a hairy snake resting upon the stone. Only the very tip twitched as Roscorro concentrated. Ears erect atop his head focused in on the work as well as he pored himself into his work. He was so close to being done! All he had to do was tie it off here and there! Finished! A sense of pride swept over him as he held up his creation. Spread out between his paws was the necklace, the small white shells swaying and wiggling from the movement. Then she came stumbling in from the storm, her delicate hooves trying desperately to avoid the piles he had created. So intent on admiring his work he did not notice her until the last second. But by that time it was too late. He had no time to react as she came towards him.
"Talk."
I may not be the most important person in your life.
I just hope when you hear my name,
You smile and say "That's my friend!"
Ultima
