Inconceivable!

"Hey now, we'll never know if we don't try." Skælingr was determined to at least give this a shot and if it turned out it didn't work then he could always give it to Sowelu so the lemur would be able to help out more on hunts. She scouted through the Weeping Woods. He was hopping to find a good piece of branch to make the atlatl but then he spied a nice white tail deer shed. I was a smaller rack, probably from a younger buck. He swiftly moved toward it and snatched up one of the antlers in his jaws before turning back to where his wife was settling down. He sat across from her with the antler shed between his paws and he set to work chewing off the tines that would be in the way. This was probably rough on his teeth but he wasn't sure of a better way to do this unless he wanted to try and work with a rock and he didn't really care to do that.