" My mom said that once...she's not very good at it though, but she seems to like the things I embroide on her handkerchiefs. "

"Do you have any examples of your embroidery?" Jasper asked.

She nods, then takes a white handkerchief out of her pocket and shows it to him. On it is a beautiful yellow rose. It's quite detailed.

"Wow, that is gorgeous," he said is eyes widening in amazement. "I think that you are even better then my mother." He pause for a moment, then laughed. "If my mother heard me say that she would have killed me."

Her ears turned red and her feathers puffed out in embarrassment. " T-thank you, but I-i don't think I'm t-that good..."

"Well, just look at the petals and the lighting and shading of it makes it looks like a realist rose of a smaller size," he tried to explain. "It's amazing that you have this skill."

" Thanks... hearing it from someone other than my mother makes me feel happy. " She said quietly.

"Your welcome," Jasper said with a smile.

She smiles back. " I wish I could do more embroidery but I don't have any more thread..."

"Wait," he said pulling his bag off his back and went through the side pockets. After a moment he pulled out three spools of plain colored thread. "I have dark blue, brown and cream. My mom taught me how to sew and tells me to bring thread with me every where I go." He blushed slightly and rubbed the back of his head with one of his hands and holded the thread out for Kiara with the other. "If you want you can have it."