Cole gave a laugh at Sonnie's question, and grinned
"Never made those- not good for throwing I think, not like the movies. I've made throwing knives though. And given your... Ah... Theme... I would have expected you to ask about a staff. Or maybe a giant fan? Or am I mixing up legends... Anyways, I could probably make them. The mold wouldn't be too hard, and a few spins of the wheel will sharpen it to a good point."
The other lass.... The gleaming, golden one. She knew of craftsmanship? And if her words were anything to go by, she was more experienced in the matter. Summer had forgemasters, why wouldn't Spring?... Hm.
"Ah... Yeah, the markets can be rather 'fickle' around here. And honestly, my attempts to acquire prime materials usually amounts to a flaming drunk wandering through a thorn maze... Er... Figuratively, of course. I've got the simple stuff down, but the most complex things I've ever forged were a tad bit more... um... 'personal,' if ya understand?"
At that Cole nudged his head lightly, and gestured slightly to himself. Cole had goals. His weapons worked, but they could be better. And while he could endure a great deal, the other changelings weren't so 'lucky.' If he wanted to truly arm the Freehold, he'd need to learn more.... So he'd forge and toil until his artwork was strong enough.
And then came the Spring Lad. He had a way with words. He was also pretty good looking (which wasn't unusual for a spring, Cole had observed). A fencing blade would be a challenge- Cole made bigger blades usually-it would be a unique attempt. And the Forgemaster had to chuckle as he imagined a reinforced butler or host outfit over the adorable storyteller. Were all springs so knowledgeable of the hedge? This could be a wonderful business venture indeed. And by the end of his story, the Summer Hothead was laughing, suppressing his laughs with a scaly hand before regaining his composure.
"Summers can do that. Hey, never take less for a party right? I suppose you'd take less injury from a Winter Bash, but would it really be as entertaining? You're all rather knowing on the subject- I'd honestly love to work with you guys, or for you. Circe says I should be more respectful, suppose the first step is getting to know you all, eh?"
A toothy grin. Cole was out of his shell, As Sonnie and Abraham and... Frankly most of the Springs... Had a way of doing. It was slightly unnerving in the back of his mind, but he trusted them enough.