Bearclaw Valley Papa Said Love Wouldn't Be For Me

Well if you don't bring me anything, you'll be the one going cold. She frowned, eyes quickly flicking over him.

I'll be prioritizing the young one's, but after that the hides will go to whichever hunter brought it to me. It was only fair - she thought so at least. So be sure to bring me plenty, hm?

Her smile returned, bumping her shoulder into his once more before trotting off.