Bison BBQ Night [Pack Hunt!]

Cairo moved to hold a leg out of the way as the other three talked over what uses could be made for the skin, and as Domari headed off to patrol, Cairo adjusted his grip to a foreleg, freeing his mouth to call after the man cheerfully, “I think Caelia’s with you; say hi to her for me—I’m on the southwest of the moor after this is all squared away. Drachen you and Ardyn are with me on that patrol by the way. Once we’ve had an hour after this to rest, I’ll meet you there.”

Turning to the subject at hand, he moved to the next leg, remarking, “I get the feeling those kids won’t be anything to sneeze at for size. We could tan this and set it aside for them to try their paws at armorcrafting, too. Plus, there is still that other bull. Another hunt for another day, eh?”

He grinned at Drachen, adding as an aside, “Care to spar myself and Caelia in a day or two? I’ve been meaning to drag her into some roughhousing, and I think she’ll like the challenge of a three-way fight or back-to-back spars.”

He bent and slid a claw along the hide, slicing neatly at it and parting skin from flesh in tandem with Ardyn, whose dexterous paws were perfect for the work at hand.

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