Hushed Willows cause he can't compete with a man like me

this entire thing was to be finished? sobeille felt around her engorged belly, wondering.

she took strips of back flesh and laid it in a pile. enough for her to carry, but no more. still there was much remaining.

her gaze flicked questioningly to the huntress as she spoke of a hide. de whole t’ing?

setting a paw upon the felled beast’s neck, she waited for sivaak’s confirmation before beginning shearing the flesh near its throat — and though she did not know it then, sobo had done something similar years ago, and it was he she appeared most like in that hour as she bent down to cut flesh from bone.