Hoshor Plains sister bear

a laugh; he pushed back against raiyuk, and for a moment they jostled one another. "we hunted him," chakliux assured; he reached against his withers and pulled out the thin, rank strip of withered skin with hair clinging to it.
"here is a piece of him. we must save this. i do not know how to scrape a skin!" he lamented, though it was only a loud joke, and chakliux was proud of his prize.