Rakurai couldn't resist a smile at Sauron's bitter look on his face from the grass. He, too, wasn't used to the taste of grass. After all, he was a carnivore, but he had come to tolerate it through time. As Sauron showed him the piece of grass he'd picked, Rakurai looked it over, and nodded his head once firmly. "That looks good." Getting into position to show Sauron, Rakurai sat down on his haunches and laid his piece of grass down to instruct the Kuhna. "It's easier if you start with the piece of grass on the ground first. Then, just move the object - in our case, the egg - on to it." As he spoke, he did what he was talking about, to both show and tell. "Place your forepaw over the blade, beside the egg, like so. And, then, the tricky part is the tying. I use my other paw to push one side of the grass up, and then use my teeth for the other side," Rakurai did as he was showing, so the last of his sentence was a bit muffled. "Mand ven jusst thwisst 'nd tie. Done." And, with that, Rakurai was finished, looking over to Sauron to see how he did.