Conference Call
11-16-2018, 12:21 PM
He'd been out on a brief trip to scout around some nearby lands and only returned the previous evening, so when Amos ran into Gwen as he was making his way through the lightly frosted land he gladly accepted the invite to tag along. Normally he didn't spend a lot of time in by the fire. Maybe it was just still a bit odd to him? At least in warmer weather he preferred being a bit closer to the border to keep an eye on things, however, it was getting a bit uncomfortably cold out and well, he was admittedly a bit eager to see Aurielle today. He could warm his paws up and listen to very important alpha talk, an exciting time indeed.
Bouncing in after Gwen, Amos shook out his pelt reflexively as though the action might help him shake the cold morning air away and warm him faster. Smiling and wagging his tail a few times in a quiet greeting to Aurielle as he approached to sit at the spot closest to the entrance, he listened as she and Gwen began talking, taking his time to settle in and get comfortable by crackling flames as they discussed winter plans. He nodded along for a bit, approving of all he heard and a look of surprise quickly replaced by a wide and excited smile overtook his features when 'Rielle mentioned that he deserved a promotion. "Ah, I suppose if you think my many splendid accomplishments are worthy, I can't refuse," he joked. To be perfectly honest, he wasn't very adept at taking a compliment, and he certainly didn't know the proper reply to a rank up. Still he made sure it was clear when he sought to meet her eyes that he was grateful.
Aurielle went on, and he listened intently, looking a bit absent as he gazed into the flames but his comprehension of musings didn't wane even as his gaze drifted. When she asked his opinion, he turned back to her and adopted a thoughtful expression. "Hmm… I suppose if we're looking to store fatty meats, perhaps it'd be a good idea to ask anyone going hunting to focus on specific types of prey rather than just anything. Boar is a lot more fatty than, say, deer. Normally I'd say if we were hoping to store large game that bison was a good option, but I think bringing it all the way over here would be awfully difficult given the distance that'd need to be crossed. Even if it was cut up and brought in smaller pieces. Geese would be a good option for smaller prey, more fat than a rabbit for sure. Wonder if feathers might be useful insulation too in some of the farther dens."
"And I guess gathering more pelts and insulating materials for everyone would be good to prioritize while we're working on hunting anyway. I also think for wood gathering that we ought to fashion something to carry the wood on so we can make bigger trips. Like a sled or something of that nature that could be pulled so that going farther for wood is more doable."
Canting his head for a moment, he contemplated whether there was more to add and- oh, yes, "As for the pups learning to stand sentry, I know there aren't a lot of adults that are available frequently, so I'd be happy to help extra with that if there isn't someone to watch each of them on a given day."
Post wordcount is 583 but yall already hit the needed number so I felt free to underachieve.
Bouncing in after Gwen, Amos shook out his pelt reflexively as though the action might help him shake the cold morning air away and warm him faster. Smiling and wagging his tail a few times in a quiet greeting to Aurielle as he approached to sit at the spot closest to the entrance, he listened as she and Gwen began talking, taking his time to settle in and get comfortable by crackling flames as they discussed winter plans. He nodded along for a bit, approving of all he heard and a look of surprise quickly replaced by a wide and excited smile overtook his features when 'Rielle mentioned that he deserved a promotion. "Ah, I suppose if you think my many splendid accomplishments are worthy, I can't refuse," he joked. To be perfectly honest, he wasn't very adept at taking a compliment, and he certainly didn't know the proper reply to a rank up. Still he made sure it was clear when he sought to meet her eyes that he was grateful.
Aurielle went on, and he listened intently, looking a bit absent as he gazed into the flames but his comprehension of musings didn't wane even as his gaze drifted. When she asked his opinion, he turned back to her and adopted a thoughtful expression. "Hmm… I suppose if we're looking to store fatty meats, perhaps it'd be a good idea to ask anyone going hunting to focus on specific types of prey rather than just anything. Boar is a lot more fatty than, say, deer. Normally I'd say if we were hoping to store large game that bison was a good option, but I think bringing it all the way over here would be awfully difficult given the distance that'd need to be crossed. Even if it was cut up and brought in smaller pieces. Geese would be a good option for smaller prey, more fat than a rabbit for sure. Wonder if feathers might be useful insulation too in some of the farther dens."
"And I guess gathering more pelts and insulating materials for everyone would be good to prioritize while we're working on hunting anyway. I also think for wood gathering that we ought to fashion something to carry the wood on so we can make bigger trips. Like a sled or something of that nature that could be pulled so that going farther for wood is more doable."
Canting his head for a moment, he contemplated whether there was more to add and- oh, yes, "As for the pups learning to stand sentry, I know there aren't a lot of adults that are available frequently, so I'd be happy to help extra with that if there isn't someone to watch each of them on a given day."
Post wordcount is 583 but yall already hit the needed number so I felt free to underachieve.