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Sirius · 08-06-2020, 10:12 PM

The mountainous Warlord drew his unsheathed claws along the skin of the mountain goat. It’s thick, soft coat would be cured and added to the supplies of bedding. Its horns and sharp hooves to the weapons pile. Sirius did not believe in waste, and every kill added to more than just the kill pile.

Hanging the coat from the portable rack set up near the cellar, he got to work parting the meat. Chewing on some of the meat as he worked. The rest of the tough goat meat would be softened by fire, and smoked, preserved for later consumption.

He was just preparing to transport it to the beach, and hang it in his small smokehouse later, when a petite pale wolf appeared. He placed the meat carefully on the ground, and smiled at the woman. A certain young wolf had come home the other day crowing about his newest Auntie. Sirius was glad she was fitting comfortably into the family they were. “Hello Meadow, what can I do for you?”

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