OOC here: Table & Coding © Noelle; 519 words
Ouija gave a brief nod of his head in acknowledgment to the chief's spoken word. He didn't mind giving away the tail if it was wanted. Why should he since he had offered it. He worked carefully on what he was doing. The conversation continued to flow around him. It wasn't something that he could participate in since he wasn't a leader. He couldn't answer for this pack and he could do nothing with the information that had been supplied by the other male. Though it didn't bother him that he was no longer being included in what was being said. After all he had his skinning to keep him busy for the time being.
Feeling eyes on him, he glanced up for a moment find Skye looking at him and smiling. He wasn't sure what that was about. He had no idea about the thoughts going on in her head. Instead he returned her smile and looked back down to the beaver that he was almost done with. Even though he didn't know what was on her mind he was loyal. He had pledged himself to help and so he would remain until demise struck. He would have never left the cult if nothing had happened to it. But with its destruction he had nothing to do but leave. He hadn't trusted remaining in the area. What if who had caused the demise would come back and make sure that everything had went accordingly. The tribunal was gone and so he had no reason to linger. Should something happen to this pack then he may just move out of the are though he had no idea where he would go from here because there was only ocean on the other side of the landmass since it wouldn't be wise to travel backwards.
He finished removing the fur from the beaver and picked up the skinned animal to hand the beaver over to Dawali. "I tried to keep it as neat and clean as possible. You should have most of the meat." And turning the pelt over Ouija was pleased only to find a thin layer attached to the skin, just as it should. That was just something that would get taken off in the cleaning process. He had even managed not to rip the fur either. But still he had managed to get bloody, not that it mattered much since he already was. And well, he had to clean and cure the pelt still. And with that in mind he looked back up at Dawali. "Do you happen to eat the brains?" He was only curious for the curing process. A brain paste was rubbed on the skins to cure them. "Actually, it is okay. I'll just get another use the ones from that one." After all he didn't want it to seem like he was asking for what he had just given away to be returned to him. He could always get another beaver to take the brains from, and then try to cure two pelts with one brain. He wasn't sure how that would go though.
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