Call Me MacGyver

How many had he made? His eyes rolled heavenward as he thought about it. Mentally he pictured each one, counting and then counting again just to be sure. "Um, well, I made two of this kind and one of the other, but I broke two." Absentmindedly he added, "I guess those count too 'cause Amadeus saved them, but they aren't as strong as the rest." Both had broken when Jupiter had forced a small stick passed the breaking point of the wood, cracking the split further and unevenly. They'd been saved after Amadeus had tightly bound them with braided string, but it wasn't a good fix and he'd assured Jupiter that the first heavy monster to fall on them would break them.

"Okay, the last step is the easiest but it takes the longest. Now we gotta sharpen the tines into points." Even though this was the easiest step it was his least favorite. It just took so long. "I use my teeth first." He demonstrated biting the end of one tine and then dragging his teeth off it so that a long strip of bark was peeled off. "After you get all the bark off you can really dig in with your teeth. And if you get tired you can scratch the side of it on a rough rock or something instead."

After pulling another stripe off with his teeth he commented, "Amadeus cheats. He used a sharp rock to sharpen them. It's a lot faster." Something Ashiel had said to Griff earlier had been bugging Jupiter, so with his explanation given, he decided to ask. "You said something earlier about a sacrifice?"

"Jupiter"   "Amadeus" ”You”