Moonsong Glacier and I'm drinking your wine

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Coming back from a hunt with @Aditya and @Hototo, the panther had volunteered to bring the deer pelt to @Eira. He left them to wash up and brought the bloody deer hide to their common place. He did not see the woman immediately, but he saw no need to call upon her while the day was still young.

Feeling surprisingly content, for once, the panther climbed to his favorite rock — flat, and just high enough he didn't have to strain his hip — and lay down for a rest. His tail thumped in greeting any time someone passed. The next time his ear twisted toward someone's approach, he yawned and stretched, blunt claws digging into stone while he shifted into the downward dog position.

"Good morning," he said to whoever had approached, finally blinking himself back into the land of the living.