Come And Drink And Thirst No More

Dagrún bounded back toward the fire with a good solid stick in her mouth. Today Sperla was going to teach her to make something called an axe out of wood and bone and she couldn't wait to get started. The bird had already gotten a good fire going. She set her stick down. "Ok, Sperla, I've got a good stick, come see!" The kestrel flew over to her and lighted on a nearby stone to inspect the stick. "Looks good! Now take care of some of those extra branches and such and it will be ready to work with."

Dagrún nodded. With her tail wagging she set her teeth to remove a few of the excess branches from the stick that would eventually become an axe handle.