Until There Is No Anything

Roan turned down her offer, but made the same one to her in turn. At the end of a year she could tell him to leave? The tiny dame tilted her head slightly. "Why don't we just take it slow and see where things go? Casual." It seemed like the best deal. They could take time to learn one another before they made some grand commitment. "Besides, I might have horrible habits that you just can't stand." With a smirk, she set about her business.

First she delivered a chunk of willow bark to Roan since he said that he was sore. Io then set about cleaning the scabbing wound on the man's face. "These scars will make you quite dashing." She joked, the barest of grins on her maw. "I'll be fighting off the women, you know." Gently, she ran a water soaked rabbit skin across the claw marks. "Thankfully, I know ways to kill someone without ever having touched them. No evidence." Silver brows gave a playful little wiggle.

Once the wound was clean, Io excused herself. "I'll be right back." Stepping out of the den, Iolaire moved through the long grass until she reached the meat cache. Once inside, she looked at her choices. Eventually she chose a haunch of venison that had been slaughtered the day before. Taking the heavy bit of meat between her jaws, Iolaire made her way haphazardly back to the den. It was an awkward commute. The damn leg was as big as she was.

Kicking a piece of skin forward, Iolaire placed the haunch upon it. She sat back, panting slightly at the physical exertion of the task. "Breakfast... is served." The small wolf slid to lay her belly upon the cool floor. "Eat your fill." He could eat the meat and have the bone to chew on later.