Broken Antler Fen Time marches on

He seemed nervous which she was conpletely not used to as it was normally her that was the nervous one around others.  As he spoke he seemed to stumble over his words and finish by stating his name Ahmed.  She gave a small curt nod at that.  "Pleasure to meet you Ahmed.  I'm Odette."  She replied with a shrug, suddenly finding herself a little nervous too.

She didn't like to think that the beast had died of cold on it's own but assumed that whatever they could get for food was good.  "We'll never be able to get this carcass anywhere on our own..." she began, "we'll need some help."  For a few moments she was silent, thinking before she spoke again.  "I should probably call for my Dad, Seb, to help us out unless you know anyone else who'll be a good choice to help move this thing."  She observed, for even though he had called for others, it wouldn't hurt for it to be done again, as no one else except her had come at Ahmed's first call.