Gifting in Progress! Tis the Season to bring some Cheer!
Your Kin:
The other Kin: 
The Gift
Roll 1: 8. Fur (CC of what kind)
Roll 2: 5. Fangs, claws, teeth, bones, etc.
Binding
Roll 3: 7. Mud/ clay
Roll 4: 6. Fire
Prompt:
Dash Away's Booth wasn't one she had participated in before, though she couldn't remember what other booths had been around the last time she had enjoyed the Winter Market. The idea was to make a gift for another kin, which seemed delightful to her, though you didn't necessarily get to pick the items you got. You rolled and then selected from the available piles. Looking around there seemed to be quite a bit of potential so she went ahead and gave it a shot. Hmmmm.
The items that Meadow Lark was to collect seemed fairly simple, fur, any type of external/internal bones (fangs, claws, etc) and then was to bind it with clay and fire. The issue, however, was what was she to make with those items? As she went about collecting some fur she pondered to herself what exactly it was she could do with the limited resources. Satisfied with what she was able to gather she went about picking out the other materials and then the binding.
Looking at Dash Away with a smile she said, "Thank you for setting up this booth. I'm hoping my idea forms well with the materials I've gathered. Happy Winter Market!" She hoped others were having just as much fun with this.
She had an idea, though without the proper digits, it was going to be a very rough looking design. The mud and clay were binding materials and thankfully the clay was soft and easy for her to manipulate with her leg, face, neck and a stick. As the clay finally began to take shape she stuck the bits of fur and bone on or in the clay as a form of support. The mud helped make the fur stick better and she eventually placed the project near a fire, though not too close as the didn't want it to catch on fire.
When the project was finally dry she looked it over. It was a doll-esk type figure. It didn't look particularly good, but it also didn't look awful either. It stood upon four legs and the back was covered with a layer of fur, as was the neck and stomach. She had left the head and legs without fur as it had proved too difficult, or rather, she hadn't wanted it to go ablaze from the heat. Either way, if the whole thing had been covered in fur, it would have definitely turned into a burnt offering.
She had turned some of the bones and fangs inwards, like it had a pair of ivory eyes, as she had found some medium sized fangs and pushed them into the clay so only part of the bone was visible. She had given it tiny pointed fangs by the mouth. She thought, despite it's rather ugly nature, that it was rather cute. She wasn't sure that her mother was going to like it, but that was life. It was the thought that counted, yes? Though, if Meadow's Mercy wasn't too keen on the item, Meadow Lark wouldn't mind "holding onto it" for her. It sort of grew on you after a while.