Life's ambition

Jigsaw had every faith in his brother's abilities and stared at him wide-eyed in excitement until he agreed to try to craft the bag. "As long as the fur is on the outside so that the flowers don't get stuck in it." He decided, nodding his small head decisively. As Askell got to work doing whatever crafters did, Jigsaw bowed his head to begin to remove the purple buds off of the trimmed stem. His teeth were small and so he could grab upon the flowers carefully and tug them off one by one, carefully depositing them into the leaf he'd brought to carry his precious herbs in until the bag was full. Dragging the leaf back into the den without spilling any might be hard, but he was determined to earn this position no matter what it took. "What do you want to be when you grow up?" He asked once his work was done and his mouth free for speaking. Was there a master-crafter rank that Jigsaw could help Kelly into, too?