silent but distant

Birna shifted her focus back to the hide. Having met the wolf before she was not terribly concerned for her safety and she doubted most creatures would fight her simply for a hide, at least in the midst of summer. Winter might be another story. Birna seized the shoulder blade of the goat that she had cleaned in her dexterous paws. Carefully she began to use it to help scrap the larger scraps of flesh and fat off. Any stubborn bits required the use of her sandpaper tongue which made quick work of any remnants while giving her a little extrra nutrients. Birna still did not have a set routine for making hides so this one was an experiment as she tried different methods.

The wolf emerged from the water and she paused in her work to reply. "I would not say no to help though there is little I can offer in return. What were you doing in that water by the way? If you were fishing I did not mean to interrupt." She couldn't imagine fishing in that frigid water but perhaps the wolf knew something she didn't.

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