Rock On Gold Dust Woman

Gossamer trotted north, tail wagging as she went. In her mouth she carried a hide bag of assorted bones. That stupid boy didn't think she could make sharp and dangerous things? Ha! She'd show him. Gossamer arrived to see the boy working on a stick while his companion set up a fire. She set her bag down. "I'm here! And with plenty of things to make sharp stuff out of. She pulled out a shoulder blade and set it aside.

Ásta sat down nearby, her tail curling around her paws. "Ok, there's no much to making a spear bonehead. You could chew on it and carve it but starting from a whole shoulder blade will take a lot of time. Set it on something hard and try dropping a good-sized rock on it. You can then select the best fragment."

Gossamer nodded and picked up the scapula before setting it down on a rocky patch of ground. Now she needed a rock to drop on it. I would have to be something she could carry in her jaws. She eventually found a good, round stone which she scooped up in her mouth. When she arrived back at the scapula she got up on a larger boulder and dropped the rock, letting out a cheer when it cracked and smashed bone.