Venison anyone?

Hattori's words are always straightforward and Akito commends him for that. He has seen his mother butcher smaller game before, but nothing of this caliber. And while hunting was not his favorite pastime, he would not admit to being weak in any subject. Diligent and dedicated, Akito steeled himself for the next comment. No, the pointed order. He honestly had no clue how to even break down such a large creature. Surely it would be no different than a rabbit, right?

Akito hesitates. Glancing around Hattori and the clearing, his brow visibly furrows. How was he to skin a deer without any tools? Surely the Kaicho wasn't expecting him to do such a thing with his horns? Blinking a few times, he then notices how expertly sharp the Kaicho's talons are. Ah, that would make sense. Yet, was this test? Did Hattori expect him to think outside of the box? The pup glances around once more before getting an idea.

Without a word, Akito moves over to a cluster of rocks that sit beneath a fallen log. Grasping in his mouth the most oval-shaped one he can find, he begins to strike the edges of it against the other rocks. It takes a few minutes, but after a while, he is satisfied with the not-quite-so-sharp pointed edge that he could utilize as a knife of sorts. Walking back to the deer, he looks once to Hattori, only to pause to ensure this is what the man wants.