A forge doll.
It's quiet and focused as it works, easily striking glowing steel into forms desired by its witch.
It's large. Heavy. Armored. Powerful. Not at all dainty like its siblings.
But they never forget to include it in their tea parties.
For all its strength, for all the sturdiness of its usual charges, it's still capable of a delicate touch.
It has never once broken a tea cup, and its witch trusts it to carry her around if she asks.
It's large. Heavy. Armored. Powerful.
And still deeply cherished.
A wonderful doll.
A happy doll.
