Emberflame Ridge Every face, every song.

Towhee reassured Rye again there was no obligation, he felt none but was still gratful for the reassurance. "Don't get me wrong Towhee, your offer is something worth taking but I know I need time." He told truthfully. "Thank you for offering." The man smiled, nudging his companions shoulder with his muzzle. Rye knew little about Moonglow, only the general area they resided in but in his opinion, if Towhee was staying there then it was a fine place to start new.

With hunting becoming the main focus Rye had a strong appetite for something bigger than a rabbit. His soot nose lifted in the air, smoke bellowing from his nostrils and curling like the tendrils of an octopus. A soft breeze delivered what he hoped for, a cervidae. "Are you willing to hunt something bigger? There is a disease going around with the herds but we may be far enough away from the main herd that this one on the wind may be okay." He suggested. Rye wanted a fresh kill to stuff into his medkit and a deer would offer lots of good meat to dry and preserve.

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Should we roll this hunt? Depending on Towhees reaction I think we can at least let this deer be sick free. Lmk!

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