Emberwood cruel canvas

Much to her surprise, he seemed inclined to share now. Good. She moved in at an even pace, tinges of wariness lingering in her short trek to the bones. It paid for both of them to be uncertain, especially in the midst of winter. Who knew what kind of cruel intents lurked out there, after all. As he offered up a suggestion of what the animal had been, Echelon found that she could confirm that as well. She pushed at the skull, finding that the snow and lingering ice was keeping it firmly rooted. And briefly, she gnawed at a long a rib that jutted from its long lost body.

"Probably went for a tumble," she mused behind a mouthful, finally releasing her awkward grasp on it. "I've seen them bounding about along the ridges here. Cocky things." As much as it would have paid to have their scaling abilities, it didn't seem they had always the finesse to stay upright on the rocky crags. Her gaze wandered their surroundings briefly as she took the rib back in her mouth, this time cracking it loose with precision. If there was anything left to it, it would be meager. But every bit mattered now. And from his statements, she was willing to believe he too was not from the area.