Ignita was hesitant to move, but Oleander was commanding. If she wanted his respect too, just like Bas wanted her to earn it from others, she obeyed.

She grabbed the knife she threw on the pine and sap-soaked ground earlier and followed him quickly. She followed his directions on what to do and where to cut. She would have mauled the pelt if she hadn't had direction. They worked together for a while quietly, both trying to be quick to pile the meat from the bears into the cart and get the pelts free while worried about Bas.

When one pelt was free Ollie directed her to help him slide it under Basilisk. He had her hold one side while he did the other and together they brought the titan into the cart being cautious with his head.

Ollie was looking weak at that point. When he sat for a breather she took it upon herself to grab the rest of the meat without his bidding. She also gathered some bones from the other carcass for crafting.  

The blood of the bear soaked into the dusty ground. She wondered how long it would take her to walk around one of these monstrous tree trunks. She looked up at one point, distracted by thoughts of how long it would take a cat to climb all the way to the top of one of the trees. She really liked the smell of the cedar woods and decided to grab a branch from a sapling, it'll be nice to keep the scent in her new den.

"Ignita"

Basilisk may enter her threads without warning.

Oleander got the girl working on the bear with him, he was grateful she was eager to get up and join him. Maybe having a slave wasn't so bad? He wondered how Wyl and Bas would react if he asked them about having his own. Bas seemed to really like her, and she was a hard worker. Might help his energy levels too if he had a servant.

While they skinned and chopped the meat he kept an eye out for any new predators thinking they could get an easy meal. He grabbed several bones from one bear and made sure to grab the head of the other. It'll make a great helmet for his skinny head.

Hauling Bas into the cart was no easy task, but he was grateful Iggy was diligent and forthwith. He wondered what it would take to have his own... She even went ahead and gathered the rest of the meat while he tried his best to recover his stamina. Even little slaves had better stamina than him.

"Speech"

She looked over at Oleander, looking a little stronger now that he got his breath back. And she wondered if they were going to grab the last pelt or leave it there.
He said they'll leave it there now as long as there was no meat around, someone can grab it in a day or two. She nodded at his instruction and made another glance around the scene for anything she might be missing. The other carcass was fairly stripped, but she grabbed a bunch of the black claws and teeth from the other polar bear to see if she could make something interesting with them.

"Ignita"

Basilisk may enter her threads without warning.