You're so pretty it hurts
Wyndelin
09-26-2020, 09:15 AM
Wyndelin listened as the woman, Elise, stated that she was looking for pretty things for jewelry. He glanced around. He hadn't really seen too much he would use for jewelery. It all seemed to be pretty crude and rough metal. "Sorry, I haven't seen anything pretty." He took the metal striker in his mouth while holding his chunk of flint in his paws. Whipping his head to the side he struck the flint with the metal, causing sparks until eventually his tinder caught alight and a fire was born. Wynd set his find down. The long stick of metal was far easier for him to handle than the curved bit his companion used. Wyndelin peeked at her bag of items and selected a few odd scraps that could maybe be molded into points or items for hunting. "Thank you for your generosity! I might smoke some meat to dry and preserve it. I have a fawn with me. You're welcome to join me if you like. I can share the kill as payment for your items, though I want to keep the hide. Give me a bit and I'll have it prepped for eating." The fawn had a pretty spotted hide. He padded over to the kill and start working his teeth into the flesh along the belly, seeking to get under the hide and pull it from the muscle. "Talk" |