Fighters Circle [Festival Crafting for Fighters]

Lynvarr stretched his jaws for a moment then got right back to chewing. He chipped and whittled away at the bone, working to get it into a point shape for a spearhead. It was hard work. He had to chew a lot but he was persistent and determined to get what he wanted for his efforts. If he rushed he could risk the bone cracking or breaking in ways that would render his spearhead useless. Lifting his head he stretched his jaws, taking a moment to glance out at the scenery. In the distance he could see some clouds starting to build. Perhaps they'd be in for some rain later. While he wasn't overly thrilled with rain but he could do with some cooler weather.