"These are for thanking the eagle." Jackson looked at the entrails on the ground, then gazed into the distance, unsure when the eagle might come.
"What are you keeping this Komodo dragon skin for? Are you really going to make a bag?" Bethany looked at Jackson, her eyes full of anticipation.
Although this Komodo dragon skin isn't as precious as crocodile skin, it's still more valuable than cowhide. If we could get a good piece, we could process it when we return and turn it into a one-of-a-kind bag.
Jackson picked up the Komodo dragon skin and examined it.
"Aren't you afraid? This is real leather." Jackson initially planned to dry it, grind it into powder, and use it as an anti-inflammatory and hemostatic medicine if someone got injured.
But he didn't expect Bethany to want to turn it
