Year 8, Day 252
Were the furs worn by the northern hunters as stiff as my leopard skin?
Today I found proof that they are not.
I have been spying on the hunters when I find them, but keeping out of sight. Today, however, I found where one of the hunters, probably too old to dodge his prey, had been killed instead of killing. A pack of wolves was feasting on his remains, but I used the warnoff to drive them away long enough that I could examine the body.
Physically, I found nothing to contradict my earlier impressions. But the furs he wore, however crudely tailored, were as soft as my loincloth.
He had no further use for them, I told myself, and took them to show Rainbow that hides could indeed retain the fur and still be flexible. But I made sure not to teleport back any of the living creatures that infested them. Fleas and lice I do not need!
Jarn’s Journal is the journal of a human-like alien who was stranded in Africa 125,000 years ago. He has made friends with a group of our ancestors in Africa, but he is currently exploring Europe, where he has found a group of Neanderthals. This is only the last half of this entry; for the entire entry see my main blog. The whole journal to date is on my author site.