Noctisardor Bypass sacred

A day passes. The meat from her hunt with Uktark is ate or hidden away in a cache, the bones buried or displayed. The hide however, is Dione's project.

It has been cleaned, dried overnight away from snow and made neat with careful tears and bites. She lays with her work at her feet now, face filled with pride. She will keep it for her own den as Uktark suggests, though she hopes that by the next season it will not belong to her alone. Her line demands growth.

However, to have the hide displayed in her den she realizes that she first needs to find one. Dione stands, tossing the hide over her back. That will need to be the project for today.

Looking over the surrounding territory, she begins to walk inland.