Teayre picked up the small block of clay and her sculpting knife she held daintily as if it was a venomous snake about to bite her. Slowly bringing the tool to the soft mud Teayre presses in and begins to carve a face into it. Her arm jerked and she looked over her shoulder. "What was that?" As she couldn't see anything the red head turned her attention back to her crafting and sees it shatter into a thousand crystals as her tool had pierced it completely. Grabbing a second slab of clay after th