Maea
And I hope that you don't suffer
But take the pain
But take the pain
With Alys and Sascha going off on their own, Maea was left to do the messy part of the hunt at her leisure. With expert efficiency she gutted the hares, skinned them and butchered the meat into parts that would be easy to further refine at a later time. From her satchel, she withdrew a roll of waxed paper and began wrapping up the meat, and had just finished up the last one by the time her friend returned.
"Nah, I'm good," she replied, smiling as she summoned fire to burn off the blood on her hands. Dusting off the ashes like others would dry water from their fingers, she did nod towards the skins left out to dry. "Do you have a use for those? Otherwise I might salt them, to trade for something later on." They made for good gloves, or hats, and would be very nice to line a garment with. "Sascha, here's for you." Showing the ursur to the pile of offal, she rose to stretch her back.
"I've been wanting to ask... have you heard anything from Talyson for a while?" The Messenger had been on her mind ever since the pool party. Her continued hunt for flowers was as much for his sake as dor Liam's, and the long silence had been concerning.
"Nah, I'm good," she replied, smiling as she summoned fire to burn off the blood on her hands. Dusting off the ashes like others would dry water from their fingers, she did nod towards the skins left out to dry. "Do you have a use for those? Otherwise I might salt them, to trade for something later on." They made for good gloves, or hats, and would be very nice to line a garment with. "Sascha, here's for you." Showing the ursur to the pile of offal, she rose to stretch her back.
"I've been wanting to ask... have you heard anything from Talyson for a while?" The Messenger had been on her mind ever since the pool party. Her continued hunt for flowers was as much for his sake as dor Liam's, and the long silence had been concerning.
Hope if everybody runs
You choose to stay
You choose to stay
