Deepwood Weald all aboard a sinking ship

The forest was full of opportunities. He departed in to the dark crisscross of the weald, and left Racharra there to relax.

When he did return it was a good thirty, maybe forty-five minutes later. He carried a fat rabbit and a pheasant of some sort, and when he approached with them he was careful not to be too loud.

He didn't want to disturb her. Raiyuk began to pluck feathers from the grouse as quickly as necessary, showing a bit of feminine finesse, although it was women's work. He had watched his father's many wives do this often enough.