Horizon Ridge Niptaruk

Lane sighed, knowing her answer would disappoint the man. 

"Not much, I'm afraid. I'm just passing through, and I haven't been this way before." The seals might be a good option, but Lane it would be a long ways backtracking to get back to the Sea Lion Shores. Here in a seaside thicket, at nighttime, boar were probably going to be their best bet. "How do you feel about pork?" 

He offered to help her transport their hypothetical kill home, which was awfully generous. Lane shook her head. 

"I live at the Glacier, so it would be too far." An idea came to her. "But you know.. there was a woman who was kind to me. She lives nearby, at the plateau with the blacktail deer heard." Lane tossed her muzzle over her shoulder, indicating vaguely southward. "If we have anything leftover, you could take it to her, and tell her 'Lane says thanks.'" Was that too much to ask? He was already being incredibly kind, offering to take her along on a hunt.