Big Salmon Lake Shinkō

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he was not very good at this.

for a man who spent all of his time finely crafting his words, he could hardly spare patience when hunger drew sharp in his belly. they could move quick, they could end this and save everybody the pain of the gore of hunting.

but he trusted his strong arm’s ways in the hunt. trusted the way the man slunk and stalked.

i can…usher? he offered in hushed tones for his strong arm’s ears. herd them into you so you can…handle them. disgusted by the mental imagery but it hardly mattered.

admittedly, bartholomew remained uncertain just how much of his words the pale man understood, but so far they hadn’t ran into any miscommunication.