Trees Will Hide A Multitude Of Sins

Nelu rolled his lump of river clay over and onto a scrap of hide which he picked up and carried over to the rock he'd been working on. He dumped it out and started adding some dust to it to help remove some of the moisture. He worked to evenly knead the dust throughout the clay for there was a difference between fresh clay and the consistency he needed for his pots.

He shook his head at the girls question, noting that she introduced herself as Stjarna but with no last name. It was possible she was simply keeping her privacy, he could respect that. "I live in Auster, in a pack called the Hallows. You are awfully young to be traveling by yourself. If you need, the Hallows does offer sanctuary to those that need it."