Everything Changes

Lúta continued working diligently as the man spoke, stating that he'd inherited the pack from his brother. She wondered what had happened to his brother. Her first thought was that he'd died in battle. That sort of thing was not uncommon where she came from but she felt it was too personal a question to inquire further. "Well, I wish you luck with your new endeavor."

She had finished poking holes on both sides of one of the bracers then seized a piece of sinew in her jaws. Carefully coordinating with her paws she pushed it through one hole and tied it there around the smaller edge to anchor it. Lúta gently moved the bracer so that Eligos could see what she had done. She smiled as he mentioned her claws. "Ah, yes. I am from a land called Rhesia far to the northeast. My claws are unusual there to. I had only met one other wolf that had them, though I've met a couple wolves here that do. I'm not sure what its a sign of."

Now came the tricky part. Lúta took the sinew in her jaws again and carefully started weaving the sinew through, back and forth between the two edges in a zig-zag, skipping a hole on each side so that it was staggered. She then worked her way back up over the holes that had been missed so she had a number of x's. She carefully slipped her leg in and proceeded to tighten the sinew before tying a knot. She had to crane her head and use her other paw to help hold and tie the knot. It was sloppy but it would do for a test. She grinned. "Well, there we go. One prototype at least. I'm not sure if the sinew will be strong enough to hold but the best way to learn and improve is from trying."