Well, uh, I guess the closest thing we have is the bears my dad skinned after he hunted them. And yeah, I know what wool is. We do have yak and sheep.

[He lifts his hand and rubs his finger under his nose, placing his free one on his hip as he thought. He guessed he did get an awful shock from it some times. He looks up when the Once-ler asks where he's from, lowering his fist from in front of his mouth.]

Berk. It's, ah, part of a small archipelago up to the north.