Post by Ehlena Rempoon on Oct 18, 2012 10:04:39 GMT -5
Orange... purple... red... gold... navy...silver...browns... creams....green...sticks twigs grapevines grapes pumpkins apples gourds great and small... ribbons wire tape hot glue sticks...
Ehlena stood back looking at the neatly organized things for the wreaths that she had gathered supplies to make and the supplies that she was going to take to Safe Place for the females and the young to make their own wreaths for the doors to their suites for the Festival.
It looked like a craft store had exploded had exploded in the front room of the Penthouse she share with Rehv.
As she looked over the barely controlled chaos she had to chuckle a bit.
At least her male's clothes and shoes were safe this time but who knew for how long. A soft tap at the door pulled her from her thoughts.
"Enter!" she called and one of Rehv and Bella's mother's doggen came in and bowed.
"Good eve madam Rempoon. My lord Rehvenge called me to come help thee as you see fit," the older male spoke formally.
"Your name?" she asked with a smile.
"I am called Donatello son of Gabriel, madam."
"Welcome and thank thee for thine assistance Donatello son of Gabriel."
"It is my pleasure to serve the lineage of my Mistress Madaline."
Ehlena smiled and nodded. "You honor her memory with your continued service to mine hellren and myself."
The doggen bowed. "That is my wish until I pass to the Fade."
"And that will be many many years. Now this is what I need help with. I need to make kits.. boxes if you will of things that would make a wreath," she said and explained her plan to the doggen.
He listened carefully, his eyes scanning the room.
"I understand madam. Each box needs to contain the materials for a wreath. The decorations, the supplies to attach the decorations to the wreath and the supplies to hang it correct?"
"Perfect," she nodded and handed him a box and a lid.
The doggen smiled, nodded back and headed to a pile.
Ehlena stood back looking at the neatly organized things for the wreaths that she had gathered supplies to make and the supplies that she was going to take to Safe Place for the females and the young to make their own wreaths for the doors to their suites for the Festival.
It looked like a craft store had exploded had exploded in the front room of the Penthouse she share with Rehv.
As she looked over the barely controlled chaos she had to chuckle a bit.
At least her male's clothes and shoes were safe this time but who knew for how long. A soft tap at the door pulled her from her thoughts.
"Enter!" she called and one of Rehv and Bella's mother's doggen came in and bowed.
"Good eve madam Rempoon. My lord Rehvenge called me to come help thee as you see fit," the older male spoke formally.
"Your name?" she asked with a smile.
"I am called Donatello son of Gabriel, madam."
"Welcome and thank thee for thine assistance Donatello son of Gabriel."
"It is my pleasure to serve the lineage of my Mistress Madaline."
Ehlena smiled and nodded. "You honor her memory with your continued service to mine hellren and myself."
The doggen bowed. "That is my wish until I pass to the Fade."
"And that will be many many years. Now this is what I need help with. I need to make kits.. boxes if you will of things that would make a wreath," she said and explained her plan to the doggen.
He listened carefully, his eyes scanning the room.
"I understand madam. Each box needs to contain the materials for a wreath. The decorations, the supplies to attach the decorations to the wreath and the supplies to hang it correct?"
"Perfect," she nodded and handed him a box and a lid.
The doggen smiled, nodded back and headed to a pile.
