code by shaz

"Speech"

Adjusting was always slow for the young Dumanis who amongst her kin was the less sociable and open to connections. She had mostly kept to herself as she grew up and that trait had perdured even now at the nearing of her adulthood. Always doing her own things without telling others, as if she saw such as weakness.

The female walked through the pack lands, wanting to memorize the new territory she would be living in. One that lacked the familiarity she was used to, thankfully Alexandra was an adaptable wolf.

As she walked through the vast grassland, she spotted a dead deer, recently deceased. With kin eye she evaluated her finding, wondering if she could use it's skin and other parts for future artifacts such as bedding for her new bed and other gadgets. Slowly she began to try to remove the animals skin careful not to damage it.

Collected an item to be used in crafting something unrelated to other skills 1/3

He was making his patrol rounds, checking to see if there was anything new that had made its way to the borders, or perhaps to see if anything had changed since the sky had turned that eerie red. He was still incredibly curious about it and wondered what hade made the sky so ominous. Maybe it would go away as Summer drew to a close, but hell if he knew. It was interesting nonetheless. His ears perked when he caught sight of a vaguely familiar form in the near distance. The telltale pelt of one of the Dunamis clan. Hadn't Erebos said that more had come to join them at last? While he hadn't quite made it to welcome them since he'd been busy, maybe now was as good a time as any.

He made his way toward the familiar monochrome form, a smile tugging at his lips as he approached her. "Fancy seeing you here at last. It's been a while." He said as he paused on the other side of the deer she seemed to be trying to skin. "Need some help?" He asked inquisitively, drawing a thin blade from the temporary pack he had strewn over his back and offered it to her. "I've gotta hand it to Medusa, she's an expert craftsman of these bone blades," As strange as Insomnia's leader was, she was pretty clever and knew how to make not only good weaponry, but useful tools as well.

"Speech"

She started to slowly remove the skin, she didn't want to damage it. If she wanted it to work as a bed she needed it hole for further processing. But lacking hands made it hard, her fangs and cunning the only tools at her disposition. Thankfully someone else had come to aid her or so she assumed by the way he came. "Kronos, indeed fancy to see each other in such an odd place and timeframe." She said calmly but not hostile, he was kin after all. She could be seen as blunt or uncaring, but when it came to family she was less cold and more open. Though it was still far from making her all clingy for affection. "I was thinking about fabricating a bed for my new den, using this fur. But, I can help you with the bones for our pack leader aswell." Though she had yet to know this Medusa, though she wouldn't judge yet, if her family trusted her enough, it meant something. "Speech"