no sh#@, sherlock!

She nodded lightly, making the first cut with the point of her long canine and slicing the tooth under the hide, parting it carefully. After several minutes of work, and letting her mind settle into a frame of information, she parted the haunch from the deer and set it aside for the man, pausing in her skinning to begin speaking.

She told him of Valhalla, of its Circles, and how they worked, and how ambition and hard work went paw in paw to rising through the ranks, which she hinted were open for wolves to gain if they proved themselves ready and worthy for them.

Now and then she paused to skin the deer a little further and allow Hemlock to consider each informational tidbit she’d given. Her movements were deft and precise, and she was efficient in parting the deer out and setting the cuts of meat on the hide, with the hair side of the hide on the ground.

She gave him nothing that would be too useful to be taken to another pack as a bargaining chip, and really, there was only one pack that she had less interest in allying herself with. Soon enough, she would be speaking to Deathbelle once more to revisit the talk of politics.

She finished her work, and her explanations and sat back, glancing over the neat pile of meat on the deer skin before selecting one of the cuts and eating, giving the floor to Hemlock.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think