Moonspear naunt

"Thank you. It will be well suited as a base layer." She eyed the blood that seeped to his ivory fur. Not as seasoned as he in curing and trimming hides, she watched his movements carefully. Deliberately, she moved down along the neck line of the pig. Snipping with short clips of her teeth.

"What variety of pelts do you favor, Seal Hunter? I am new to the craft, yet I hope to refine my skills." She delved for a topic of conversation. She only had but one pelt yet, the black fox dappled one. Most undoubtedly her favorite, which would remain so, however large her collection may grow.