Stone Circle i be blacking out with the purest

well, i don't know what to say! blondine gave valette a bashful glance, ears falling back in partial submission. it was rude to deny a gift, even one that might not have been earned. she reached down to nose at the skin. do we get prizes for every hunt? 'cause i reckon that means i need to make room. it was a joke, as was made clear by the playful wink that followed.

the carcass still sat between them. blondine could see what valette had been doing before being interrupted. d'you need help cleaning this up? she asked. whether on the field or at the cache, a hunter's work was never truly finished.