Pure of Heart
Uzuri breathed in the fresh air. She had been secluded within her home so much, trying to come to terms with the changes that seemed to be coming for her. The knowledge of what Liam had recently asked weighed on her and fears were circling around her mind as she worked. Her work lately had not been as consistent as before, but she had still made beautiful weapons.
Uzi and Neema had brought a large chest full of weapons with them, offerings for those that were enjoying the festival and seeking possible wares. Most were pieces that she had made in the past. Within the chest, however, was a smaller chest. Inside, a small collection of jewelry pieces were gleaming. While she had not been brave enough to start working on armor, at least not until she felt more settled in her world, she had spent time working with various metals and materials to make beauty as well as strength.
Finding the tent that she had been assigned, Uzi sighed and smiled at her companion. Taking the cart into the tent, she tucked it in the back corner and began sorting items onto a few tables. The smaller chest of jewelry, she tucked in a corner where she could keep an eye on it. Once she finished, she gazed at the tent of goods with a sigh.
"Uzuri, breathe. You have beautiful pieces and you are starting to have a place to belong. Stop stressing." The canid huffed and she curled up under one of the tables where she would be safe from hard hooves. The mare laughed softly and turned to gaze at those that were mingling outside of her tent.
"That may be, but it is still hard to not be afraid of the possibility of losing everything when I blink an eye. What if Liam changes his mind? What if I fail at helping him?" The fears that had swamped her were starting to come from her lips and she shoved them back down as she neatened her appearance. "Sorry… control slipped and words erupted from the fear." She murmured as she settled where she could see the entrance and her wares.
"Neema"
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Notes: Open for anyone <3
