Crafty Hunters [Mint]

The Foxes were playing in the distance and a warm welcome was voiced. A small grin played at her lips as she listened to the stranger's explanation. Mint was not too familiar with crafting personally but she had seen others do it back home. The concept intrigued her quite a bit and she'd easily leap at the chance to consume some knowledge. Though, she did have experience in skinning. So perhaps she could trade her assistance with skinning the deer for his knowledge of crafting a blade.

Mint offered a nod, "Sounds like a good deal." The crimson fae moved to sit next to the stranger. Her hackles twitched ever so slightly to raise for it felt odd to be so close to someone she didn't know. But, Mint felt as though she would be okay if they were truly working towards the same goal. What was life without taking a few risks? She moved to continue the cut through the Deer pelt just as the stranger did. Her aim was to be very precise and have an even edge for the sake of the pelt being neat in the end. After her mouth filled with blood the babe swallowed and lifted her head for a breather. "I am Mint, by the way." A pause. "Feel free to give me pointers. I may be a bit rusty." She then delved back into the process. Every no and again shifting the carcass and herself to continue the incision further. Blood painted her front half but she was not afraid of getting a bit dirty.