09.Feb.13, 05:42 PM
There were days that Jisralna felt as though she would much rather just stay in bed all day and eat her weight in bubbly pies; today was one of them. However, she'd already made plans to have B'run fly her out to the forest so she could gather a few flowers and herbs that had proven to be particularly effective as dye ingredients. Besides, even if she had called off the trip, she wouldn't have been able to stay abed, not with her three new friends about. Gambi, Silly and Weaver were up with the sun and made sure that their big, round feeder wasn't far behind. So, Jissy was up with the sun and once she'd fed her boys, she set about stuffing her own face with some cold meat from the previous night's meal.
As she wasn't due to meet up with B'run until mid-morning, the weaver set about doing what she did best and brought some of her work outdoors with her. Currently she was working on a project in her spare time, swaddling blankets for her soon to be born child. After asking around about various symptoms she was experiencing and her own intuition she was convinced that she was going to have a little girl and was currently in the process of adding delicate little flowers to the square of cloth.
Of course, doing her job had become a bit more difficult as her little blue, Weaver, was fascinated by thread and only a stern scolding kept him from tangling her precious colored threads. Silly liked to bury himself in piles of cloth scraps and Gambi rather enjoyed pouncing on his ridiculous brother when he emerged. With time and patience she was certain she could make little gentleman out of the lot of them, but there were plenty of times when she felt as though she might have been better off only getting one from the clutch that day, like A'liran. Though how she would've avoided Gambi or Weaver she didn't know. She was just glad she didn't find herself in B'run's position with three greens and a gold to take care of.
After several minutes of getting nothing done aside from shooing Weaver away several times she finally gave up and put her project away then, deciding to save her energy for the task ahead of her, was content to simply sit in the sun, her hat in place, with her eyes closed and a trio of firelizards clinging to her. Though she only meant to close her eyes for a moment, B'run would find her dozing like a lazy dragon in the sunlight after a feeding, plump, warm and content. Gambi and Silly were curled up together in her lap, a contrast of lighter and darker brown while Weaver sprawled on top of her belly, soaking in the sun.
As she wasn't due to meet up with B'run until mid-morning, the weaver set about doing what she did best and brought some of her work outdoors with her. Currently she was working on a project in her spare time, swaddling blankets for her soon to be born child. After asking around about various symptoms she was experiencing and her own intuition she was convinced that she was going to have a little girl and was currently in the process of adding delicate little flowers to the square of cloth.
Of course, doing her job had become a bit more difficult as her little blue, Weaver, was fascinated by thread and only a stern scolding kept him from tangling her precious colored threads. Silly liked to bury himself in piles of cloth scraps and Gambi rather enjoyed pouncing on his ridiculous brother when he emerged. With time and patience she was certain she could make little gentleman out of the lot of them, but there were plenty of times when she felt as though she might have been better off only getting one from the clutch that day, like A'liran. Though how she would've avoided Gambi or Weaver she didn't know. She was just glad she didn't find herself in B'run's position with three greens and a gold to take care of.
After several minutes of getting nothing done aside from shooing Weaver away several times she finally gave up and put her project away then, deciding to save her energy for the task ahead of her, was content to simply sit in the sun, her hat in place, with her eyes closed and a trio of firelizards clinging to her. Though she only meant to close her eyes for a moment, B'run would find her dozing like a lazy dragon in the sunlight after a feeding, plump, warm and content. Gambi and Silly were curled up together in her lap, a contrast of lighter and darker brown while Weaver sprawled on top of her belly, soaking in the sun.