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Coelestinus loved his work in the pride. He might have come to the pride not too long ago, but the lion felt like it was the best thing he and his brother had ever done. Coel had really found his place with the pride as a crafter, and while his brother might say that he was a bit obsessed, the blue lion, was more inclined to think of himself as dedicated. So what if he forgot the occasional meal when he was working on a project. He could afford to eat a little less often than what his brother seemed to think was proper. Who could eat when there was work to be done anyway?

Coel had been up early, but was being distracted by his brother. The blue male had been forced to subject himself to the morning meal with everyone else instead of working. It was not that he minded eating with the others, it was more he wanted to be working and not eating so much of the time. Coel would have much rather done is socializing and eating while still working. That seemed ideal to him, though he doubted it would ever happen. Most seemed to think him a bit standoffish. He was sure his brother wanted him to make friends and maybe find a mate. Coel just did not have time for these things.

Coel padded to his work area and got to work. He did not notice the juve watching him until she spoke. When she did so, he looked up from his work and smiled. A young one taking an interest in artisan work of any sort was a good thing. "I am making some strands of beads for pretty lionesses to wear on themselves." It was a simple project, but they were always in demand. He enjoyed even simple things like this, because he was being productive.

Coel smiled as he looked down at his work and then back to the cub again. "Oh yes, I have made some for dancers... but they prefer bangles and feathers usually... or strands of shakers for paws and tail." The male was quite content with the conversation, even with the cub zoning out. He knew that feeling all too well when he got working. "I think shakers could easily be put in a strand, but I'd likely make it heavier than these." The male thought about that for a bit. Beads to catch the light and shakers to make noise might catch on, but he would have to design them a little differently.

Coel was spaced out for a few moments but when he came back, he remembered that he needed to answer the introduction he was given by the cub. "I am Coelestinus, young Varali. Most call me Coel, it is a little easier to say." He grinned down at her and picked a few beads out of a leaf basket. "Perhaps some day I'll be making some of these for you? Sooner rather than later, I would think." He had had mothers bring their daughters to get such things not much older than this juve, so he was sure he would see her soon enough.

Coel put some beads on the strand as he continued speaking with the juve. He had to get his work done afterall, and besides, he was sure that she would take some interest in seeing him string some beads. Beads were colorful and beautiful, so they always caught attention in the best way, in his opinion. "The dancers do always look very beautiful, but so do many of the other lions and lionesses in the pride when they are dressed in their best." He had seen some of the priestesses and huntresses that he would say could give the artisans some hard competition for beauty in both looks and items they adorned themselves in.

Coel chuckled a bit as he continued stringing beads. "I see a lot of youths not much older than you coming to get things that they continue to wear for a long time to come. I try to keep an eye out for those that might want something special early." Which he did. Just like he made a mental note of what this cub had mentioned of shakers on bead strands to see if he could make such a thing. He would likely make it and put it back for her for when she was older.

It would never occur to him that some might take that the wrong way, because to him, it was just being a good crafter and sharing his craft through what would truly make another happy. Coel did have to give the young lioness' question a bit of thought as he strung more beads. "I think weaving things is my favorite... it makes for very beautiful designs." He thought it was one of the most beautiful ways to make a simple design look eloquent.

Coel chuckled as he worked. "The best pieces compliment and enhance those that wear them." He was of the opinion that if the item did not match the person, that he should never have made it for them. Along those same lines, if he had something already made up, he would not give it to someone that it did not match unless they truly insisted on it. He did not like mismatched, or as he saw them, 'unhappy' items. He was a true perfectionist when it came to his craft.

Coel put a few more beads on the strand as he spoke to the youth. She was going to be a dancer? The male certainly could see that. She seemed to have the energy and spring to her step for it. He hoped she would enjoy it as much as he enjoyed his crafting. "I like many colors, greens and purples are my favorite, I do not often get to use yellow or orange... and almost never red." The aversion the pride had to hot colors was an interesting thing to Coel.