[Genim]

It had been a productive day thus far for Genim, why he'd managed not only to reorganize his meager collection but he had finally gotten a few strips of deerskin twisted together well enough to actually use for his not so shiny new necklace. And boy was he ever proud of his work; every so often glancing down at the stone nestled in the fur of his chest with a fond expression. His first real necklace made from the first rock in his collection...Genim might not show it but he was all but jumping for joy on the inside.

In fact, he was so happy to have finally completed his project that his mind started to spin into overdrive; he could make them for all his family! Except, his muzzle would wrinkle in thought as he stretched upward, maybe they wouldn't like something as plain as his current pride and joy. With a harsh shake of his head Nim would try to ignore such thoughts and instead focus on what he wanted to try and make next, and knew just the thing to use only he didn't have any of them in his hoard he was willing to give up right now. Nope, they'd have to pry his current collection out of his dead paws.

It was definitely with a certain amount of trepidation that the male would make his way across the highlands and to the very faerie pools where his own stone had come from only this time there was no one along to help him with his task, and having to potentially get into the pools was not something he was looking forward to. Well, at least he hadn't heard of anyone being eaten recently and he was pretty much fully grown now therefore it would be harder for something to pull him under (although monsters could get pretty big he would think). There was nothing to be done for it though, he was determined that he had to get new stones and he couldn't wait on someone to have the free time to go with him. So with a deep breath and straightening of his shoulders Genim would approach the first pool and pause there to finish building up his courage before acting.

He could do this. Totally.