Anyone Got A Potter's Wheel?

Clay, huh? Louis’ ear flicked as he thought for a bit. It was something he wouldn’t really consider partaking in, considering that crafting wasn’t exactly a warrior’s activity. Another thing he’d normally pass up in favour of study or training. But he didn’t really feel like seeing his family right now. He looked behind him, but he’d already made up his mind.

”Sure.” he chirruped, moving to gather some clay and sit next to the young crafter. He rolled a hefty chunk to where he intended to sit, taking his place as he gave the material a tentative prod with a dark paw. He felt a bit silly, as if he were doing nothing more than playing in mud. ” What do I do now?”