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Áskell travelled with his father to the river once more. Harbringr was planning to do some fishing and of course the pup was going to make a few things. He hadn't quite decided what but he had a big chunk of clay hat he figured he could make a pot out of and then another decorative dial. This time he'd try and remember to put a hole in the dial so he could actually hang it up. Finding a good place to settle down and work, he rolled his clay out and then used his paws to break a chunk off for the dial while rolling the larger part into a ball that he could mold into a pot.

As he worked he heard chewing and looked down the bank until he saw an older boy eating some bones. His ears perked up. "Hi there, what are you doing?"