Deepwood Weald Life is ours, we live it our way.

"wa-how, perhaps you make a trade with me then?" chakliux suggested, coming eagerly to her side as he filled his eyes with the moist trail of the mink. his own tail answered her; he breathed at the earth in long pulls and then set off again.
"i will help you hunt him. then if you do not want his fur, i will take it," the seal hunter laughed, his eyes bright with challenge and appreciation.