Moonspear snowfox

"watch what i do, snow woman," chakliux teased when he had put aside his burden. his brightberry eyes now turned to the size of the torn place; he saw how she had laid the boughs, and looked down into her ulaq.
and then he descended, and gestured for her to follow.
silverbirch gave bark in long rolls if pulled from its mooring in a steady, even manner. chakliux demonstrated how to nip until a toothhold was gotten, how to draw back, how to keep tension upon the bark as one stepped in a circle around the tree.
it would take practice to carve a wide whorl the first time, as chakliux did. he left the strip where it lay and set his eyes upon a pine tree, lifting a paw to indicate where thick sap had bubbled upon the bark. a piece of the tree's own covering was best for this; chakliux lifted and twisted it until a sticky mass had gathered.
this he meant for tullik to carry, passing it toward her with a flirtatious flick of tail. the seal hunter took up the birch bark and returned now to her home.
"smear that around the edges of the tear," he instructed, setting aside his materials for a moment. "use a great amount."