Finders Keepers!

Actaea was not a very talkative student, which didn’t bother him overly much. He could get straight to the point of their lesson with just a few words. The girl followed his directions easily, she was eager to learn. Rhyme could easily see why Shaye had taken her under her wing as her own apprentice. He felt himself smiling softly during the arduous labor, but it was relatively simple once the rhythm was attained. The young she wolf executed his instructions perfectly, and as quickly as was possible the antler’s point was slowly ground down into a deadly point.

Rhyme removed his paw from the stone and shifted it away from the developing tool. He peered at it closely and deemed it a success. He nodded approvingly as he looked back up to the she wolf. "It looks good so far, if your mouth is getting sore we can switch for the next tine.”" He offered as he looked up towards her, but he would have been just as content continuing with their current positions. Thankfully the antler didn’t have but a couple more tines.