Sun Mote Copse Old Year's Day

The great bison hunt of 2023 had been a smashing success. The hunters felled multiple bison and provided meat, skin, and bones for all. Though their trials were not injury-free, and some hunters had been wounded, a well-stocked camp of healers had been ready to attend to whoever needed it.

Njord said his goodbyes to his daughter, his hunters, the people of the moon villages, and his aokatti Kaluktuk, before breaking camp. He traveled Southbound toward the Hinterlands, tired but satisfied.

Across his shoulders was a great wrapping of wooly bison hide, sourced from the neck, packed full with cuts of meat and bones for craft making. He traveled slowly and felt new aches in his bones, but eventually, he arrived back home at the Copse on the eve of the new year.

Ah, home, Njord thought as he inhaled the nostalgic aroma of the lowlands. Truly, to be at the Copse was to be at peace.

Then, he howled for @Meerkat and @Reki to share the bounty he had brought.