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*Ulric* · 04-20-2020, 01:41 PM

Ulric waited patiently for Resin to finish skinning the lion they had just killed, impressed by the ease with witch she worked. He was a fine hunter, but he had never really taken the time to learn any of the finer skills of it. Once she began to lead him back to her pack he followed along behind her with the deer draped across his back. Luckily it wasn't that far of a walk, but it was enough to put a bit of strain on the cuts he received and make them bleed again. By the time they stopped and the gray-hued woman howled for someone to come meet them at the border the blood had trailed down his leg and covered most of one side in the dark red liquid. It still didn't cause him too much pain, but the bleeding had made it look much worse than it really felt.

He shrugged the deer off of his back, letting the kill fall to the ground with a thud. His silver gaze looked up to Resin when she mentioned gifting him the lion skin once it was tanned if he wanted to return for it and he grinned, giving her a small nod at the offer. "Thank you, that's very kind... Take care of yourself," he said in parting, watching her for a moment as she departed before shifting his gaze to the healer that had come to answer her call. He gave the ivory and tan woman a polite nod and a small smile, saying, "Sorry to bother you with this. I'm Ulric. It's not that bad of a wound really, but none of my family are really healers so when she offered to have someone look at it I had to take her up on the offer."

Ulric turned to let the healer take a better look at the claw marks the lion had left behind on his shoulder. "A lion attacked Resin over the deer and I happened to be passing in and hopped in to help," he explained, realizing that there really hadn't been any kind of explanation of why he was here in the first place.

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