[center][color=FF69B4][h1]Kir[/h1][/color]

Day 0 || Morning || Church 

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Kir silently noted as Argos just walked out, before redistributing his portion promptly to herself as a mid-work snack. Wiping the berry juice and blood from the far corners of her mouth, the first rusty sword she'd recreated shimmered away. Letting out a small sigh, the female goblin went right back to work after recreating up a new rusty sword to act as her tool. Of course at this point in her work, arms deep in horned rabbit corpses, one of her brothers walked over and asked what she was using. She didn't even have the time to toss a sarcastic remark back, much less say anything as the brother ate his portion of food, before Grandpa cleared his throat and Kir tuned into his words as she continued her work. She could multi-task this much at least, and frankly speaking Grandpa had a point. No world was nice, and they were being thrust into it without mercy and without warning. A couple of the Hobs were at least seeming to offer help, which she'd keep in mind, but otherwise she wasn't playing at things being easy or deluding herself to think it was all sunshine.  

Still, the name 'Kir' wasn't bad at all in her mind. A good place to start, as were these rabbits once she would get done with them. [b]She was butchering up the horned rabbit meat to evenly distribute out with the berries for her siblings and herself, and she'd already eaten her portion and then just now what would have been Argos' portion. She was as carefully as possible removing the sinews from the bodies for her use, and with the same level of care cutting off the pelts of these as best she could for her own use as well. Moving along with this, however, she was starting to keep the bones and skulls in a small pile next to her as well, horn attached and all.[/b] ([@Jangel13]). 

As it were, her plan was simply to get a head start by taking advantage of 'assisting' with this last meal brought to them. With the sinews she would work with them to create a bowstring, and then find a good stick out there in the forest to turn into the bow to put the string on. Nothing less than the best wood for this! Nothing less than her best efforts to make the bowstring! Then all she'd need is a couple of the rabbit horns at most, maybe three just in case, to start work on arrow-making at that point. All she needed was one or two horns to practice with as arrow-tips, practice until she made the best arrows she could, and then make one really good arrow. She could see the mental image of such a weapon and arrows among those old hazy images and such, among what very little she had in that regard, to at least base things on in general shape. But this process would take time, and right now she just wanted to get the work on a bow going whilst she still had the means to hunt on the fly otherwise.  

Even so, one of her sisters now brought her the final rabbit and handed it over, broken skull and lack of a horn and all. Kir simply gave a nod and a small grunt of acknowledgement before getting back to work. Ah, Lexie, wasn't it? Seemed to have an idea for things, but the suggestion of using [b]her[/b] harvested sinews for that was another thing entirely. To that end Kir's attention was drawn right to Lexie as she looked her sister directly in the eyes and silently pulled the pile of sinews even closer to herself protectively. 

[color=FF69B4]"Look, I've got a plan for those sinews. So I won't be handing any over to make some spears. But maybe there's some plants out there you could use, like one of the Hobgoblins seems to have used? Or like, find a good thick bone here and tie the horn into the top of it with plants?"[/color]

Even so, her sister seemed to just stop there with the sinews suggestion anyways. Good. Though as she continued on with her own work, Kir otherwise ignored Lexie as she continued her work with the rabbits and portioning the meat out and keeping the pelts and sinews a bit closer to and more safely near herself. Another sister would then come over to eat, Aya, before then seemingly trying to chow down on a bit too much and getting bonked on the head thusly with the flat side of Kir's counterfeit sword. 

[color=FF69B4]"Ey, don't waste my work, and slow down or you'll choke."[/color] 

Idiot. But then again the same idiot was turning away and moving over to talk to the others again, getting both her name and another one's name entirely wrong, before running back to her and clamming up. In response, Kir simply continued on with her own work without stopping, before glancing up at Aya again for a moment during the course of this awkward silence. Frankly the only reason she was so annoyed right now herself was the no less than three attempted interruptions, but more so just wanting to get her plans moving, get some information from Grandpa, and get out of the Church so she could get things moving for her own survival at least. 

Once she got moving, then there would be time to chill and be a bit more social about all of this perhaps. But it was a stressful nonetheless right now. 

[color=FF69B4]"...Take your time, say the words when you can think of em' right,"[/color] Kir said, before immediately resuming her work once more with renewed focus and care. 

Beyond the sinews, she was planning to use those pelts for a rough cloak/armor garment. Of course that would take time and supplies harvesting to make, but again it was in her plans to kick things off for her survival at least. However...this was when again someone came over to where she was to talk. Her sister Yzzi would finally walk over with her own demand after taking her share of food, albeit a demand that was far more manageable in this case. Kir even let out a small sigh of relief. Sure this sister was a grump, but so was she right now to a certain extent and for her own reasons. 

[color=FF69B4]"Sure, you can have the skull of this one once I get done. Even the other bones if you want. I've got no use for em'."[/color] the female goblin said, gesturing with the recreated sword towards the bone pile next to her before getting back to work as she talked, [color=FF69B4]"All I want out of that pile of bones is a couple of those skulls with horns for myself. Otherwise if you're going hunting with them count me in. 

These sinews I'm keeping will make me a good bowstring, just gotta find and shape the right flexible but stiff enough stick for the job, and the pelts a nice cloak, but that'll take time. So might as well fill up some more and get some more sinews and pelts to work with so that work'll go better later."[/color]

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