Where The Buffalo Roam

The late morning sun was growing steadily hotter and Álarr set his back down to take a rest. He was heavy laden with herbs from the gulley as well as a number of trinkets he'd found this past trip. The travel had taken its toll and he had failed to pack enough meat for the journey. Oh he could make it back to Fireside, certainly, but it would not be a pleasant trip. As he settled down in the prairie to observe the wildlife he noticed the bison herd. Álarr hadn't a prayer of taking one solo so he didn't give it much thought til he noticed the pale cat that was watching them as well. It took him a moment but he recognized her from her assistance against a grizzly bear. Álarr got to his paws and crept closer. "I would help for a share of the meat. I don't need much."