Pot Making!

When Ruse popped up from behind him, Cerberus shot her a kind eye with just that bit of surprise and excitement with her being here. His tail wagged slightly before his soft grin rose a little more to her interest in helping him. "Apparently there can't be too many pots." He joked slightly, waving his muddy paw down at the clay he was molding. "You are always welcome to join me." He spoke in turn to anytime Ruse just wanted something to do or someone to hang out with. He felt very attached and protective of his siblings and would feel the same if it had been Albi, Ruse, or any of his younger siblings.

He pointed over to the little chamber with a swinging door that had the bit of clay to work with, "Grab some and I'll show you how it's done." Moccasin brought over a short smoothed stick for Cerberus to get a better angle inside of the pot when he was ready and he waited for Ruse to come back around to join him. "The clay is already damp so just trying to get a general mold into is the first step. Once it starts getting worked and harder to mold you just dip your paws in the water and apply to the clay like this." He scooted the mucky bowl of water in between them before dipping his paw in and pushing at the clay to mold it a little more. He'd use the stick soon to get a little finer inside the pot. "I hope you don't mind getting a little messy." He chuckled out. Either way, he'd be happy to spend this time with his sister.

"Cerberus"