Shing Shing

Valkyrie watched Eisleif's progress with a keen eye. Her claws helped her grip the stick as she worked so she could only assume her aunt's blunt nails made the craft a little more difficult. She was doing well, though, and her first spear was shaping up nicely.

 

Valkyrie nodded in response to Eisleif's statement. "I've found it to be a necessary step, though, otherwise the tines dont' stay open and the splits continued to lengthen." To be honest she wasn't quite sure that the wrapping step was in the right order. Later she would have to experiment more and see if the spears held up better if it was done sooner. If that was the case she'd get back to Eisleif.

"Alright, all that's left to do is sharpen the tines. This step takes the longest. All I do is this," Valkyrie demonstrated by gripping one of the tines and dragging her teeth down it towards the end. A long strip of bark peeled off and was left dangling in her jaws and after showing it to Eisleif, Valkyrie spit it out. "Slowly try to work it to a point."