Fighters Circle [Festival Crafting for Fighters]

Shilah set the stick down between his paws and started to chew off the extra branches and leaves so that he would have a clean, straight stick to sharpen into a basic spear. He seized one particularly pesky brach and pulled for a moment before working his teeth all the way to the bottom and chewing it off. He worked in silence until at last he had a nice spear shaft. Shilah took a moment to stretch and listen to the birds that were singing merrily in the plains. He saw a meadowlark balancing on a shrub not to far away before it took flight. He often wondered what it would be like to fly. It would certainly make travel easier.