Pitching A Fit
Allegro!
08-15-2020, 11:13 AM
Skælingr followed the scent of pine as he maneuvered through the thicket. He was out of pine glue and eager to get more so he could use it in his crafting. Word had gone through the land that a pack named Valhalla was going to be holding a festival and he wanted to make sure he had plenty of items to trade. He moved from tree to tree, searching for sap and signs of injury that he could utilize. He could always damage the bark himself but he'd rather search for an area where the sap was already leaking from the tree. Soon he found a pine tree with an injury where the sticky sap was leaking from the bark. It looked good and soft, not dry and hard. Skælingr slipped out from his travois and pulled out a small ceramic bowl which he set at the base of the tree. Hunting around on the ground he found a small stick and took it in his jaws. Carefully he stuck the stick into the injury and started gathering the sap into his bowl. He had a small fire going in a clearing that would hopefully be burning down to coals by now. "Speech" |