Life's ambition

Áskell was digging around in his dad's things. Hari had said the boy could try and make some items out of scrape clay that was in the gray rabbit hide if he could only find where it was. Pushing aside the irrelevant bundles he soon found the one full of clay that he could actually play with. He was eager to learn to make things like his father. He'd spent the morning questioning Hari's companion about the ins and outs of making pottery. Deciding to try some simple pinch pots he picked up the hide and was about to leave as he heard his brother calling out his name.

Áskell stuck his head out of he den, mouth full of rabbit hide. "Hmmm?"