Nimbus Summit who does what he can

for @Antha <3

The she-dog was finding her stride again. Her efforts in tracking, a task that had taken her most of the morning, had yielded a fat raccoon that had had the misfortune of distracting itself by washing its own catch in one of the shallow streams of Atautsikut's claim. It was with great pride that the amputee trotted towards one of the communal caches with her prize -- her confidence growing as she became reassured that she could still help contribute to the tribe and feed her family. 

Dropping the slain raccoon, Selkie pawed at the dirt, scraping away the layers of soil to reveal the game that had already been stashed within the cache. Bending, the speckled merle grasped the woodlander by its smoky hindleg and drug it into the upturned earth before beginning to replace the loam.