Firefly Glen [PHE] boundless

"Nuh," Came the abrupt answer. Ahead, she could see two of her daughters playing a game of tug-o-war over the leg of an elk. The meat had been stripped, but now only the gristle and connective tissue held the two sections of bone together- tested by the two girls as they pulled at either end. She watched with mirth dancing in her eyes as the pale tissue tore, and the elk's femur separated from the fibula. She cackled as both girls were sent stumbling backward, each with their own bone.

They spotted their mother and the stranger, but Ameline doubted they had ever seen a beehive up close before. She'd warned them, of course, not to mess about when there were bees to protect the hive- now she carried one, alongside a complete stranger. They kept their distance, suspicious as always but watched with curious eyes. 

She chuffed, and lowered her head so they could put the branch on the ground together. The hive's papery outer later crunched lightly under the weight of the honey combs within. Ameline craned her neck from one side to the other, and licked her lips. "Alriiiiight," She breathed, with a smile. "Thankth, thtranger. Ouuuuhoohoo, thith ith gonna be gooood. Been a while thinth I've had honey. Betht we get you thome before the girlth get a tathte. No thnackth are thafe around them." She cackled.