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"Oh, thank you, Cytus!" Kanaya mewed graciously, smiling at the hatchling and feeling herself burn slightly beneath her pelt. she glanced back down at the skirt, appreciating the compliment. "It is, isn't it?" she mused after a moment, thinking carefully for a moment. Red was a nice color, especially... Kanaya snapped her thought away from that, beaming. "Perhaps I can make you something," she thought aloud, quickly considering the challenging part. It would be interesting to try to tackle some form of clothing for a dragon, even more so considering the feline lacked experience. It was only her third time sewing, the first two back when she was a loner, traveling aimlessly with her biological sibling. She'd probably remake the skirt when she got better, but for now, it'd do.
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Kanaya considered his request momentarily, tail waving slightly beneath the red skirt. She then grinned and nodded, dashing into the room and quickly scanning the fabrics for white. Upon her return, she carefully laid down two different lengths of cloth. One was a pure white, with a rougher feel but stronger build. The other was a color just a step from white, that was silky and soft to the touch. "Sure! Just choose which you like better," she mewed cheerily, nudging the fabrics towards him. She'd be gentle in taking them back, and certainly when making the robe for real. She looked up as Ginny approached, greeting her with a smile and flick of an ear. "I think I'm taking up sewing," she responded, looking the cub up and down and trying to decide which color would look best if she happened to want something. Maybe a light red? the tabby thought, glancing back at the room. Perhaps dark blue, or teal. Kanaya gave her own small shrug, nodding to Leo as he came over. "Hello yourself," she greeted. "Yes, precisely. It's a fun pastime, once you get the hang of it."
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Masquerade gave a brief roll of her eyes, but her expression betrayed her actual joy at seeing them all together again. "Yeah, I for one know I'm doin' great," she mewed in a tone similar to sarcasm, letting out a short-lived yawn.
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Kanaya relaxed a bit at that, realizing that burst of nerves must've been odd, considering she usually tried to keep a confident and friendly front. "Certainly! Being able to have a light no matter what the situation shall be quite a nifty ability," she nodded with a humorous grin, glancing around at the shelves as Odessa answered. She gave the fellow feline a sympathetic look, blinking momentarily but then moving her paws behind the book, revealing the title and cover. "Oh, no, of course not." She paised, taking a second to inspect the title. "It's called 'Twilight'. It's very... interesting, but a bit dramatic. In simple terms, it's about modern vampire romance, I suppose," Kanaya informed her, shrugging all the while.
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Kanaya nodded pleasantly, draping the silky one over her back and carrying the rougher one back in her jaws, though careful. She laid both down on the table, but pushed the silky fabric away, concentrating on how she wold do this. She pried open the box again, taking the needle and some white thread this time. Upon holding the needle between her teeth and studying the fabric for a moment, she got back up, setting down the needle atop the fabric. She hurried back to the exit, peering out and looking at Cytus. "Would you like a 'hole' for your wings, or would you be comfortable with letting them be hidden whilst wearing it?" she asked, looking the hatchling up and down once again. She then looked back at Leo and Ginny. "And would either of you like something made?"
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Kanaya hummed a tune as she slowly moved the fabric beneath the rapid needle. It had been horrifying and confusing when she'd first found it, this "sewing machine", but now? Now, she had a hold on it, and actually knew how to use it. It was still terrifying sometimes, and she had to be careful not to hurt her paw, as the machine was somewhat broken. It was usable, of course, but unsteady. Still, it made her favorite activity much easier, and all she had to do was find long cylinders that she put into the machine when it stopped working. Right now, she held a scarf, or what would soon be one. It was made of the same silky red material her skirt was, but she was likely going to gift the scarf away. She suddenly let go of the fabric, taking a step back and staring at the machine suspiciously. After a moment, Kanaya jumped at it, swatting something on the machine and watching as it rumbled to a stop. Sighing, the tabby exited the room with rows of fabrics, scowling. Honestly, it was almost harder than the needle. She sat down beside the door, leaning against the wall and waiting patiently for the machine to be safe to use again.
(( ah sorry kan really likes to go & find things so this all happened yeah ))
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ah here u go !!
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"Thank you," Kanaya beamed with pride, happy that her work was worthy to be complimented by so many. "Oh, well, no. Back before I joined HawkClan, I traveled with my actual sister. She showed me how when she had the opportunity," her smile faltered a bit as she spoke, but she continued glowing with happiness. "Really? I think a dress would look quite nice on you. Perhaps a blue and white one, or maybe I can trim the pink one in there," she retorted, humor clear in her airy tone. "That's fine. If you ever happen to want something, though, you know who to talk to!" she mewed cheerily, finally turning to Cytus and nodding at his response. Pausing briefly to take in her size and form, she hurried back into the room, unsheathing her claws and carefully trimming what she knew she wouldn't need of the white fabric. She then began to shape out the fabric as needed, taking a split second to hook the white thread through the end of the needle and sew up a few things.
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Frowning as she approached, Kanaya looked between the gathered group, wonderin what the commotion ws about. Her jade gaze then dawned upon Vendetta, and she looked the feline up and down before taking a seat a few paces away. She gave her chest fur a brief lick, studying the newcomer all the while. "Honestly, I would just answer," she mewed in a tone similar to exasperation, resisting the urge to roll her eyes. Why did she have to be so difficult? "After all, as Prism said, you are on HawkClan territory." The tabby flicked her ear in acknowledgement to Bee's statement, slowly nodding as though she thought the same of Vendetta.
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reason: Kupfer is badly injured
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All Kanaya had to do was hear the scream and scent the blood; that was all it took for her to go chasing off the get Sakurapaw. Upon returning, she realized she had been right in doing so, considering the extent of thw injuries and the fact that even Iowa, with her seemingly endless knowledge of healing, needed to wait for the shamaness. "Taken care of," she mewed, gazing fearfully down at Kupfernickel and murmuring something just below her breath and glancing worriedly at Leo.
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Once done with the robe itself, Kanaya laid it down on the table again, fumbling through the box and taking from it the black thread she'd used earlier. She flipped the robe over, studying it for a moment to see if there were any mistakes. Shrugging, she got to her paws, rolling the finished clothing up and carrying it gently and carefully to the dragon. She laid it doen before Cytus, neatly unrolling it to reveal the outcome. "Anything you want to change? Oh, and if you would, could you try it on?" the feline asked excitedly, hoping it'd look just as nice being worn.
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"Hm?" Kanaya looked up at feeling a poke, turning to face the red fox. She didn't appear to notice it herself, simply glad that everything seemed a bit more illuminated. "Oh, yes, why wouldn't I be?" she flicked an ear as though swatting away a fly, taking a seat and neatly tucking her tail between her forepaws, sparing a moment to look Lacey up and down.
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"Thanks," Kanaya mewed graciously, pleased at the compliment. She watched in clear confusion as Prism dragged himself to the to of the statue, wondering briefly if she should help. She remained rooted to her spot, figuring that may be a bit awkward and he seemed to be managing just fine alone. "What- really?!" she exclaimed, instantly standing upright. As much as she would've liked to stay seated, a gem was something she had to see. She unsheathed her claws, scrambling quickly and ungracefully to the top, wincing slightly as she felt her claws leave tiny indents in the stone. However, she got to the top, standing close to the edge but making her way towards where he'd said the jewel had been. "Whoa," she murmured, staring at the pure green stone for a moment in wonder, quickly scanning it's surrounding to see if there was something to go with it.
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(( awkward unsure bump ))
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"Precisely," Kanaya confirmed, glancing down at her paws. "The fact that we were asked to meet here by our 'warrior ancestors' makes the situation all the more unusual, if you ask me. Unless, perhaps, it was a brief case of mass hysteria resulting from the common fear of living the rest of your days out alone," she replied quietly, somewhat to herself. She figured that was quite improbable, but since when did all these people share the same dream with the same instructions? Then again, "mass hysteria" wouldn't set up a room with tables and food and the like. "Well, that's fantastic," she shuffled a bit in her seat, genuine smile glued to her features. Her green gaze fell upon the table with food, quickly looking it over. "That would be very much appreciated; thank you," Kanaya nodded, looking happily back at Odessa.
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