Tripping Me Up

Shilah nestled away in the nook to do some crafting. He'd broken his sling and had of course run out of ammunition so that would need to be corrected immediately. He didn't really use the sling much for fighting but it was an enjoyable past time to set up targets and to try and hit them. He settled down and pulled out some thin strips of leather to use as the cords for his sling. He set three strands down, carefully tying a knot at the top of them to tie them together before he started working through and braiding the strands into one stronger strand. Once he was done with that he decided to take a quick break and look for some ammunition.

Shilah hummed to himself as he started sniffing around the little forest, looking for smooth rocks that he could hurl with his sling. Scratching around in the dirt he found a few different stones that might work. Shilah picked them up in his mouth and trotted back to where he'd set up his little camp. Shilah set one rock down then went to fetch another. When he had three rocks he licked the dirt out of his mouth and moved back over to the leather strands.