Call Me MacGyver

Ashiel found it fascinating to watch Amadeus use his hands. His paws were so thin and the toes so long and dexterous, though in some ways they made him think of spider legs. He more or less understood what the monkey was going for and realized now why this would be a difficult technique without hands. He imagined it would be tricky for Griff as well even though the bird was quite clever with his beak and talons.

Jupiter came over to inspect his work and Ashiel was pleased to hear that his stick was suitable and ready for the next step in making a spear. Find two little sticks, hm? He examined what Jupiter showed him and began to hunt for similar sticks but he wasn't having much luck. He did find two that were close and after some coaxing managed to get griff to snip them with his beak so that they were even. "You owe me a nice fat lizard for this." Ashiel chuckled. "Of course, of course, we'll look for another lizard while I hunt for another serpent for the sacrifice."

With sticks in paw Ashiel watched the next part of the process. Hmmm… this was getting tricky. Ashiel carefully maneuvered his weight onto his stick as he began to use his paws to slide in one of the smaller sticks. He had to adjust a few times to make sure the stick didn't slide away from him but when he had the first piece set he marveled at the result, quite pleased with himself. Now for the second stick. Ashiel stared at his spear a good long while before he began to work his second little stick between the second set of tines. Like Jupiter's it went in little spurts but partly because Ashiel was afraid he was going to push to hard and break something. He ground his teeth together in concentration as he worked his paws into a better position, finally getting the stick down. "Aha! Finally! I was worried it was going to get stuck to high. This will require some practice to really get down I think. How many of these have you made Jupiter?"

"Talk"