...look into a wolf's eyes. You'll never be the same again.
Sah followed Deimos in and set to work as he spoke, "That sounds good. Perhaps when the caribou migrate through, we can set out with the whole guild." It'd be a good opportunity to procure a large sum of meat without decimating a population. The younger Abandoned dusted off shelves and cabinets and tighten loose screws.
The mention of salt pulled a hum from Sah, "Maybe we should plan to stock up on salt and keep it stored here as well." Prying a stubborn cabinet into proper place he added, "So that we can cure meat here if needed." As far as he knew, salt didn't go bad. It seemed logical to him to keep a supply on hand.
The mention of salt pulled a hum from Sah, "Maybe we should plan to stock up on salt and keep it stored here as well." Prying a stubborn cabinet into proper place he added, "So that we can cure meat here if needed." As far as he knew, salt didn't go bad. It seemed logical to him to keep a supply on hand.
Sah
