Farmhouse Glam [Tyrfing]

Dagrún peered at one of the crystals and nodded, glad her brother agreed. She couldn't think of any creatures that made crystals off the top of her head but that didn't mean they didn't exist. She supposed honeycombs were kind of crystalline but not like this. At first glance she didn't see anything inside the crystals but maybe they were too opaque to see through if something was living in there. "Yea, we could try. How would we even break these open? They seem harder than ice crystals." Dagrún reached out and touched the crystal. Her unsheathed claws tapped lightly at the crystal as she tried to get an idea of what it was made of. Maybe she ought to let her brother break it open. He was good at breaking stuff anyway. It was probably a boy thing.