“Yeah? I didn’t get a chance to get your measurements, so I went by memory, based on the jacket you lent me.”
That was, what, two months ago? How good is your memory for such things?
She pulled it on and adjusted the front. “Fits fine.”
“Here,” I said. I turned around and grabbed the next piece. I handed it to her.
She turned it around in her hands. I’d cheated and formed the base sculpt out of chicken wire, covering the remainder with layers of dragline silk and painting the end result. It was, as close as I’d been able to manage, a recreation of what her power did to her dogs in the form of a mask.
Oh man, that’s awesome.
Except I’d made it half human and half dog.
THAT’S EVEN BETTER