Bathing in Sunlight
08-25-2019, 03:57 PM
Chrysanthos worked his way back with his bounty of wintergreen to find a good place to start drying his herbs. The redwater rocks seemed a good place. It was certainly one of the dryer areas. It was hot for sure by the time he arrived and the warm stone wasn't kind to ones paw pads though it was not unbearable yet. After some searching they found a small tree nestled into a crack in the rocks.
Bolla scrambled out of his pack, holding the wintergreen wrapped in a piece of doeskin. Chrys carefully unwrapped it and laid the small bundles of wintergreen out. He would hang dry these. Bolla started rummaging in his pack for the twine as he worked to separate the plants into even portions so that they would dry relatively equally.
08-25-2019, 07:47 PM
TIED TO WHAT IS LATE, AIN'T YOU NOW
Aureus strode confidently into the barren territory even though he really didn't feel that confident inside. He was pretty certain he'd managed to get lost in his effort to clear his head. He had a lot to think about. The nature of hid being for one, his battle skills for another. He just kept playing in his head over and over what went wrong. He need a distraction and while the desert landscape was beautiful in its arid and barren way it wasn't really serving to be the distraction he needed.
"This is getting ridiculous Aureus. Let's just head back south."
The jaguar was not pleased at all to be out in the sun with his jet black coat. Griff however seemed to be enjoying himself and the bird called out that there was a man up ahead. Aureus slunk down and crept closer to see a wolf doing something nearby. The man was rather fetching, his coat a mixture of canyon wall colors and black and white. He smelt of herbs and of a pack Aureus could not identify. There was something about the shape of the man that was making him feel a certain way, like he wanted to know what the other felt like. He shook his head roughly. What the hell was he thinking. Aureus cleared his throat and strode forward as if he owned the territory.
08-25-2019, 07:48 PM
Chrysanthos used his fangs to snip the twine into even portions before setting them down on the deer hide. At this point it would be up to Bolla who could use her nimble fingers to tie up the herbs and hang them from the tree for drying. In the mean time he would try to cool himself off. Chrys found a slightly shady spot and stretched out on his belly his hind legs splayed out behind him. This was going to be a miserable wait. Perhaps there was an oasis or something nearby he could use to indulge himself.
Someone cleared their throat and his head jerked up as he turned to see a handsome, young man pelted in gold and sable. "Oh, hello there. Can I help you?" While he spoke Bolla eyed the man for a moment before busying herself tying twine to the bunches of wintergreen.