chapter 4 - oh shit i screwed up

(Grant's pov)

Two days have passed since i started sitting in with the older children, witch i have learnt are thirteen days older, then me and the others in my group. Today the caretaker that has been teaching us is bringing some stuff to practice the skills we learn on, as she was droping some sticks, vines and rocks on the ground i noticed that one was purplish black and looked like stained glass almost. 

I think this was called... obsidian and is an volcanic glass that was used to make cutting weapons. So i waddle over and pick up the piece of obsideon, and started to look at it closer and notice the layers that it, and one of the caretakers that came to help teach us hands on came over and told, me that the stone i was holding was useless as it broke if you hit it to hard so it can't be used to make war hammers.

 Looking at it i decied that it was time to inveant something new for the tribe so i put down the obsidian and picked up and dark gray rock that was about three fingers long and one wide, and went back to where the obsidian was still sitting and started to chip at it till was if the form of and axe head.

 I will amited that it had taken me a few trys... and a tiny bit of begging for them to grab me a new piece to get to work but i got it. At this point one of the females in the older group that i was in now, was whatching me and copying my movments and tyed the stick on to it's end.

 Getting up and walking over to the women that brought the materials and showed her the axe, at that point it was as if there was a light that lit up in her eyes, she almost sprinted out of the room.

Oh shit... i screwed up 

 The caretaker came back after about five minutes with and older female and male. Witch in fact is the first male witch is'nt a child that i have seen since i was born with the axe i made, the three of them walked over to where i was standing with the girl who was copying my actions. 

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(Emily's pov)

Today was planed to be an hands on learning of sorts, so that the young ones could get some experience making weapons, so when they have to make and maintained for hunting and raiding, so that later they have some experience and don't kill them selfs or get others killed by having faulty weapons.

As i was over whatching the young ones i noticed that, the special child that was moved into this group was looking at obsidian, although it looks pretty it brakes to easy. So i go over and tell him that it was useless, but it didn't deter him.

After two or three hours he came over to where i was standing, as he got closer i noticed that he had something in his hand, when he showed me it i thought i would have a heart attack. Ripping the axe out of his hand, to look at the edge... it was sharp and i mean sharp enough if you use it right it can cut some one easily.

Running over to the crafting area looking for my mother, samantha one of the elders of the tribe to get her opinion on this because his could bring alot of change to the tribe.

(Carle's pov)

Looking at the war hammer i em building i hear people making a rucus, so i put the work in progress over on the table, and got up from where i was sitting and headed over to where the noise was coming from. As i moved closer to where the noise was coming from i noticed that one was an older female named Samantha, and a younger one named Emily were making the noise.

 As i approached them i saw that they had and black axe but it had a sharp edge and was not dull and rounded, grabing it from Emily i noticed that it was made from that obsidian rock, that likes to shader and brake apart on impacted. Looking over at the two of them i asked who it was that made it.