Friend or Foe?

Once he reached the pile of food he and the other hunters had created, the aspiring Gamekeeper plopped the deer nearby the other smaller carcasses. Rabbit, quail and pheasant, and some squirrels made there home in this little corner of the cave. His deer was the only ungulate.

He prepared to take the already loosened skin off the deer when he noticed Sitri nearby. The large brute nodded to him, saying nothing. The Gamma nodded back, murmuring "Greetings." Before starting to tear the skin off the deer. He would bring it to a sunkissed part of the mountain later to dry out and stretch later.

"Have you seen our toxicologist lately?" he had paused in his work to ask the question that had been on his mind. He hadn't seen much of Tyrande ever since she returned to the pack.