CHAPTER FIFTEEN
RISPAN
We spent the next two days resting after the hard ride from the jahgreet pack. I also did what I could to preserve the pelt from the one we’d killed. I tried to stay clinical about it but skinning the jahgreet and working with the skin was not an experience I enjoyed.
I’d never done it before, but I’d heard about it. Mouse had brought it up in passing and when he saw my reaction, enjoyed going over the fine details of every squeamish step. I wished the big lummox was with me so he could do it, but I was on my own.
“Not bad,” Kiarash said when I laid it out for final drying. “It should stay soft and supple now.”
“You know how to do this?” I asked him.
“Of course.”
“Why didn’t you say anything? I’ve never done this before.”
“I know.” He nodded. “I could tell. B
