Come And Drink And Thirst No More

"Great, I'm making something fancy called an atlatl." It sounded cool and difficult though Kári assured him it wasn't too bad. Áskell grabbed the antler and set it down between his paws before turning his attention to his magpie.

"Ok, you'll want to keep this part, the longest tine. The rest have to go." Áskell was very tempted to complain about doing all that chewing but he still wanted to look cool in front of the Fireside girl so he bent his head and got to work chewing on the antlers. He worked until he had all the extra tines mostly removed except for the main one which he was informed would hold the dart so that it could be thrown. Áskell stared at it unsure of how exactly he was going to throw this thing.