Smoken Not Stirred [Cairo]
Cairo II
Master Fighter (250)
Master Hunter (295)
Weaponsmaster
9 Years
Male
50
BrienaSkysong
His tail waved cheerfully as Domari accepted his help, chuckling as he explained his hope that the smoke would help keep the insects away from the kill while they worked. He nodded as Dom suggested an avenue and bent to work, carefully slicing strips of flesh from the carcass with one canine.
Instinct warred with intellect, but he won out over the urge to snag a bite or two. After they’d worked enough, maybe, but for now, this would hopefully build the pack’s stores for winter.
Between strips, he said, “There’s a fire in the cave system. It’s open to the pack, as the whole Seat is. If you bring something down on a rainy day and can’t convince a fire to start for smoking or drying, I bet it’d be a lot drier in there.”
He grinned as he added, “Aurielle’s lemur and Paladin’s companions are making something that should really help keep the warmth in during winter. They’ve been carving the stone into little hooks or ledges for sapling poles and they said they’re planning on hanging larger hides on them. Should be really interesting to see. Nolan’s mom’s ill, so maybe this will help her stay more comfortable.”
He looked around, spotting a flat stone and followed Domari’s example, laying out the strips he’d made before returning to the carcass to make more.
“What are you using the hide for?”
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