Do You Like My Bunny Slippers? [Resin]

The scent of winter clung to the land, reminding the creatures of the world that preparations had to be made. Resin had been in search of seal or walrus on the beach so that they could have a store of fat for candles, salves and other things. The meat would be good to have as well. Their stores were decent, but it was Resin's intent to make sure that they were more than decent.

Sunlight warmed the sand below her paws and the light glinted off of the ebony rock particles. Squinting against the sun, she thought that she saw a moving form farther down the beach. Ducking her head, she moved forward towards it. Only when the clouds blocked out the glaring sun did she realize that it wasn't a seal, but a wolf laying in the sand. With a slight huff of annoyance, the scarred woman shifted out of hunt mode and approached the girl. She was plucking the meat from a rabbit. It was good that she could feed herself. "Greetings, child," the woman offered up in her growling tones.