Qeya River Clubhouse

just tidying up older threads <3

Following Sun Eater's cues, Ksura barked- a loud, high-pitched sound- to ward the eagle off. He was sure-footed on the rugged terrain (a year of hunting sheep in the foothills had served him well) and by the time they arrived at the splattered carcasses of the lambs, the eagle made off with only a few long ropes of intestines. Behind, it left a pair of eagle feathers, which Ksura sniffed, covetously. 

Split upon the rocks, the bodies of the lambs would be easily enough divided, however carrying them in bits would be more difficult than it would have been, had they been slain in the usual fashion. Bit messy, He said, with a shrug, and huffed, as he finally managed to caught his breath. But good food.

They would take what they would from the lambs- leaving little behind.