Busy Little Beavers

Lini found his strikers and quickly got a fire going. Mæva grinned, glad to have him back with her. While she could handle striking flint against the rocks she still wasn't very good at it and it would take her a lot longer than it did for him. Mæva started moving the meat onto the rocks around the fire, pausing as Aslatiel asked for the tail. Mæva grinned and nodded. "Sure! I don't really know what I would do with it and I really do appreciate all your help." She wondered what the girl would do with the tail but decided not to pry too much. Meat and hides was all she was really interested in herself.