Setting his tool down and getting an igniter, the Snowy went to his kilning area of the forge, while he was humming. Stella followed him and Lent warned," Stay away from the kiln, it can burn your fuzzy tufts up." The pup held back and whimpered, with her tail tucked in.
Lent shook his head and continued with his work. First he had to get the igniter on, which he used with his talons. Once he had a flame, he placed the twigs on the flame. Lent quickly placed stones on each side of his newly made kiln. Making sure the fire was stable, he got his tongs and stone. The Snowy owl placed the stone carefully with his tongs. Working with the stone, he pricked all sides of it with a hammer. Lent measured width and height of the stone and knew it need more work to be done.
Stella was taking this all in, for she never seen a career with hot flames. The smell and sound was the most extraordinary senses of them all. There was scent of smoke coming from atop the flames.
The sound was more crackling than wind itself. There were sparks shooting out like lightning striking back up to the grew accustomed to the senses of the flames in seconds. While Lent was hardening up stone and making it an odd shiny shape. The owl's object looked to be like a shape of owl's head.
The owl took the newly formed helmet and molted it again in the fire. There was now crimson all over the helmet and Lent let it cool down. Once it was finished, the Snowy owl gently placed it on his tool table. He knew he needed one more touch on this helmet. Lent withdrew from his table and flew out of his forge without telling Stella.
He scanned the area and found two stones, that could be made into metal. He grabbed them in each of his talons and soared back to his tree.
