The Heartwood I'm at One

Dreven wasn't one to dodder on like a nanny. The femme beside him was an adult who could make her own choices and reap the consequences or the rewards. She was one got hurt, well unless it was his fault, which it wasn't he owed her nothing about it.

She took a large chunk of meat, and only after she offered did Dreven move forward with an efficiency born to separate and maim. he would make short work of this, but he did carve out a large foreleg after separating pelt from meat and tossed it towards Heph.

Put that in a cache only you know about for either when you travel again, or to eat while traveling. Whichever you prefer.

She had helped to fell the deer, and Atka liked her. That was enough for him.