The Heartwood Bearer of News

While Dreven and Atka's claim on the Heartwood was not so strong as if they had been a full pack she did not wish to invite too many outside of their own number into the forest so she dragged what she could the rest of the way where she needed it. In her mind she pictured the stream that would have suitable fish that she had observed in her other explorations of the Heartwood and determined the quickest course. Taking that she hefted her spoils in that direction. Once there she separated the pelt as best she could from the meat and cached half for herself and then half in a location she could easily direct Dreven or Atka to before doing as Rodyn had suggested and allowing the fish to have a meal but not before taking what tallow she could so that as she left the pelt sitting in the shallows she could rummage for some berries. Not able to find any in the ashy earth nearby she bolted down the fat and laid herself out near the river to wait for the fish to do their job.

She spent the day exploring what she could while still within sprinting distance of the stream. It was not as tedious as she had feared and the skull she had set out as well in case the pair of wolves would have some use for it and the antlers as well. While Heph would have been happy to chew on the antlers she was less excited about the prospect of attempting to gnaw around the awkward shape of the head. The next dawn she pulled the sopping wet pelt from the river as well as the mostly bone white skull and antlers and set it out for the sun to dry. After that she was reluctant to leave it to the elements and any scavengers who might find even the toughest parts of the hide worth their trouble for the winter.

So instead she did her best to climb the trees with low branches that spread themselves out in long patterns close to the ground but though she amassed a smattering of bruises she could not manage to leap onto the lowest branches. Panting she spent the rest of they day observing the patterns of the bird's flight trying to figure how she would hunt such a flighted creature before giving it up to idle musings. Once the pelt was mostly dry she took the lighter leather up on her back and began walking the edges of the territory and then inwards in hopes of picking up a recent trail of Dreven or Atka to follow.

 @Dreven and/or @Atka Tsimshian :D