Jekyll’s latest project had captured his whole attention, as they often did. Whisked away, he worked excessively on his design, to the point of exhaustion. He hoped to finish this project before his enthusiasm ran out, for it really would be a shame to leave it half-finished like many others. It was all or nothing- to work non-stop until satisfied, or to ditch it, moving onto his next interest.

Alas, his idea had began to take shape. Quite literally. He hardly lingered on the design section, instead had spent most of his time carving wood. It really was inconvenient, for he was to hold the branch between his back paws, and a sharp rock with his front paws. Sharpened as he had learned to using a harder rock, a shinier rock.

If only we had another finger, somewhere on the other side of our hand. This would make many tasks like this one much easier. His thoughts began to drift towards how he might accomplish this, lulled by the methodical rhythm of scraping against bark.

He was gently released back to reality by the need to collect more branches. Yet, judging by the fairly completed state of his current work, Jekyll thought to mention this system to one of the leaders. He certainly had no inborn need for the inputs of others, yet he had the desire to see a network emerge, if only for the satisfaction of it. For that, he’d need the approval and potentially assistance of the pack leader.

Travelling further into pack territory, he slung one example set over his shoulder, fastened with rope from twig hairs. He kept a keen eye and nose out for Lucaya, since he had met her before, or for someone else of whom he could share his idea.

@Lucaya, open to anyone