Firefly Glen moonlight danced with the silhouettes

Kini had been taught by her father the basics of self-protection. But she had admittedly not paid attention exactly 100%. But her father had tried. Give Credit where credit was due after all. She sighed softly. At least he thought the big ugly beast was rude too. Granted she had been, maybe, a little bit, just a tad also. But that was no never mind now.

She chuckled and shook her head. Blue eyes shining in mischievious delight. HE was a talker this one. Such a talker.

Kinusi didn't understand why the wolves did this. She preferred to lay on the furs herself. But she did know how to do it and she did it well. Her father was a trader after all. A true trader in all aspects. 

It takes a bit. But you tear all the meat you can use off of it. The fat and berries make a nice treat by the way. Then you put it in a populated water source, where the little fish will eat all the scraps. IT stays there for however long it takes to eat all the little pieces. Pull it out, stretch it out, let it dry. Then you can use teeth and claws to work through it and form it. They make nice wraps for shoulders or bodies. Warm places for babies and nice sleeping spots.