Silverlight Terrace Track

Last from me, ty for the hunting thread again <3

"Help would be appreciated," Astraios said with a small smile. "But, I've a better idea." He spread out the elk skin, fur side down, and began to cut and pile large meat chunks onto the skin. Once he had enough, he could grab two corners of the skin in his mouth, to make sure he could hold it. It would be heavy, but together they could bring it back to the weald.

"I'll let her know, and we'll plan on visiting." Getting to know the locals... he felt better about it now, now that he was no longer Vorilye Cruor. Astraios looked back down to the pelt. "Ready?" It was time to head home.