The Bracken Woods blood thorns [m]

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the next day, cen did not go hunting. he was almost kind comparatively, helping @Red Leaf to cut the caribou meat into strips and lay it flat to dry then freeze. it could be carried in layers then, or ground into fine meal which one would rehydrate with water or fat.

at length he sat beside the picked-clean caribou skull, prising teeth one by one from the bottom jaw and collecting them in a small pile nearby.

"for you," cen grunted, gesturing to the teeth when he had finished. "there is cold water, that way. i bathe," the caribou hunter said in lanzadoii, not waiting for red leaf before he stalked off in the direction of the rock-studded pool floating with shards of ice.