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Aslatiel · 05-23-2020, 02:17 PM

Using her claws, Aslatiel also peeled strips of skin from the carcass. She enjoyed the sound of ripping flesh and, as she pulled and sliced, she tipped her head back and forth to the beat of some unheard tune. Maeva complimented her claws and Asla held them up, showing how they could extend and retract like a cats with the flexing of her toes. "Thank you. My dad has claws like these as well, so I guess I got them from him." Her brothers were much more unique, but she was content with her kitten claws.

Having stacked a pile of meat, the cream and grey girl also began taking them over to sit them in the sun. Her comment about fire didn't seem to take the other girl by surprise and she found out why a moment later. Maeva had met Resin. "Resin is my grandma. As for the fire, at home we have a big fire surrounded by rocks. Maybe if we surrounded it with rocks, it wouldn't hurt the trees? It doesn't have to be a big fire." Asla didn't know how to make fire, but she wouldn't mind helping to build a pit for one.

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