Here. We. Go.

Aslatiel · 06-10-2020, 01:10 PM

Magnus gave her the go ahead and Aslatiel set to work. Unsheathing her sharp little kitten claws, the girl sliced around the neck of the dead deer. Once that was done, Asla fought to roll the big thing onto its back, but she managed to do so. She sliced down the center from neck to tail, careful not to puncture the abdominal cavity.

The words of the man perked her ears. A place where they didn't need furs? "Where are you from?" She imagined it had to be somewhere warm. Why else wouldn't you need furs? She wrinkled her nose. Even if it was warm, wouldn't you want to sleep on something soft? Maybe she was just spoiled.

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Here. We. Go.

Armada mini game/Magnus

Aslatiel