Inconceivable!

Once Ragna had the extra leaves and branches trimmed off the stick she needed to make a point. Taking the stick over to a sharp, fractured rock she started scraping one end of the stick to sharpen it. She used one of her paws to help aim the stick as she bent her head and scraped. When she had a good point she trotted over to the fire and stuck the point in to harden it. Turning the stick she watched it carefully. As soon as it turned back she pulled it out of the fire and walked back over to the sharp stick to continue scraping it to finalize the point. "There we go, I'm starting to get something done here." She kept working then paused for a moment. "Skæ, love, what do you think we should do for this winter. Should we consider joining a pack?"