Blacktail Deer Plateau Mama said, burn your biographies

She gave him a long look, but for the first time, there was a little approval in it.  Thank you.  She'd take the offering, and didn't question it.  Food was too short to question much, and he seemed to be having some luck in the river.

He wanted to know about scouting, and this surprised her.  It seemed rare to find anyone in this part of the wilds who was not a frequent traveler... the packs were volatile and the spirits free. Some, at times.  It is a good way to know what is brewing beyond borders.  Which neighbors were friendly, which weren't, and how the prey ran.  You have not gone?