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Brandr was on the hunt for exotic wild life to both expand his palette and to add to his hide collection. At the moment he was searching for creatures with scales. Various snakes and lizards. Ambi was high up in the sky, an elegant black form cutting through the blue sky. The sun was starting it's downward path making the light of the late afternoon less harsh and a little cooler. He maneuvered around the scrub brush and the cacti that stretched into the sky, their arms outstretched.

There was little breeze but Brandr happened to catch the scent of another wolf nearby. Curious, he moved to investigate and found a very large yearling working on something Brandr hadn't seen before. Brandr had made a number of leather strings from various hides and at various thickness' but this boy was doing something with three strands that made a lovely pattern. It immediately made him think of his wife.

Brandr cleared his throat just in case the yearling hadn't seen him though he likely had. "I'm sorry to disturb you. That is a very interesting technique you are utilizing there. I don't suppose you'd be interested in trading that knowledge for some cured meat? I have cured salmon and boar if either of those interest you." Brandr had been working on a number of techniques to extend the life of food. He had a den dug to a perfect depth for year round coolness but it could only extend the life of meat a few days. He found that curing meat with salt and drying it could extend the life of the food extensively.