A young warrior ran up to him, pointing toward the forest.
The truth of it was, mad or sane, rand was right. This was a composite weapon with a core of flat wooden staving, a layer of split horn glued to one side, a backing of tough, resilient animal sinew glued lengthwise and the whole bound with wrappings of sinew and strung with a cord of twisted hemp with spiral bindings of linen twine.
He cringed back, his hair bristling, and bared his fangs.