i may not be the best blacksmith in whiterun

Orca listened intently as he explained how anything was better than nothing. She nodded slightly, brow furrowed as she thought about it. Eventually she let the thought fade as he continued by telling her certain animals were better than others and certain ways of curing it were better than others for armor. Her head cocked to the side, she knew from finding carcasses that the hide was stiff after it'd been in the sun too long. Sure it was hard but sh imagined it was hard to mold and wear. "It's harder to move though?" She asked, uncertain. Maybe she was missing something? Perhaps she completely misunderstood.

He encouraged her to keep trying, and so she did. She took the cordage and after a long struggle and many frustrated growls...and admittedly, pulling some of the fur off and away from the hole she finally made it through. "I did it!" She exclaimed, puffing out her chest proudly as she looked up at her new teacher.