Little late editing the reply in, sorry!

Nayati was sitting Indian style in the middle of his hut with an interesting assortment of supplies before him: strips of leather, young tree branches, beads, and string. Ever since he had come to these new lands, he had wanted a dreamcatcher. It was one of the few things that he had meant to pack and bring with him that he had forgotten. To his knowledge, they didn't have any craftsman in this tribe, and while Dawali probably knew how to make them he didn't want to bother the Kalona with such a small matter. He had figured it would be simple enough to construct, but now that he was trying it, it was anything but. He would get the branch bent into a circle and start to wrap it with leather, but it always looked awful no matter how careful he was.

Frustration wrote itself heavily upon his features and he finally through his pathetic attempt away. Clearly he wasn't a craftsman for a reason. The Utina sat there in a huff for a moment or two before a noise outside drew his attention. Ears pricked, he got up and moved outside, quickly catching the sight of Aurèle next to a freshly killed doe. It saddened his heart to see one so young brought down, he almost never killed one unless it were sick or old or injured. Still, Aurèle came from a different set of values and beliefs and he knew that saying anything about it would only cause problems. Walking over to her and her kill he nodded his head towards her. "Good day Aurèle, congratulations on your catch." Meat was meat, and it would always be put to use.

stinky wait, really hoping classes starting soon will light a fire under my ass XP

Aurèle and him had many differences, but he also felt they held many similarities as well. At the very least, he felt there was a mutual respect between the two of them. It was always easy for him to connect to another hunter, someone who had the same duties and drives as he himself did. The relationship between the two of them was especially interesting, considering their completely different styles of hunting. He relied on weapons and instruments while she relied on the old ways. Nayati was still very much looking forward to the day which they could hunt together and create a hybrid technique.

The word she first spoke with was not one he was familiar with, but the context was enough for him to gather the meaning of it. With her smile one made its way to his own face, pushing his sympathies for the fallen doe away. The mention of the skin caused him to nod once again. "Oh yes, I'm sure that some use can be found for it. Extra leather is always good to have around." He walked closer to the kill and sat down beside it, his hand removing the hunting knife from its place on the strap across his chest. "May I?" The Utina had a feeling that she didn't know skinning technique, and the quicker the hide was removed the better.

I don't know if this skinning technique is completely correct, but everything I looked for had the deer hanging, so I'm improvising >.>

Respect was something with which the AniWayan male approached almost everyone, and especially his fellow tribesmen and women. He had been raised to treat everyone he met well, unless given a reason not to. There were a few buttons one could push to get him riled up and angry but thankfully no such thing had happened here. Besides, Aurèle was not only a fellow member of the tribe, but a fellow hunter. He valued the companions in his path highly and he admired the woman's no nonsense approach to things. Nayati had a sense of humor, but he was serious when it came to his job. Some might have possibly viewed her as stiff or cold, but he did not, he simply saw her as self aware and that was a good thing in his judgment.

Aurèle gave him her permission and stepped back from her kill. Nayati expertly used his knife to cut an an outline around the deer's neck, legs, back and stomach. That was the easy, fairly clean part of the process. Now came the more messy endeavor. He moved to the dead doe's neck and got his fingers beneath the cut he had made there. He pulled down, peeling the fur and skin from the muscle beneath. He continued to use his strength to pull the hide from the carcass, using his knife again when it became stuck or needed further cutting. Some time passed and he finally pulled the half of the hide he had carved out clean from the body. Setting it fur-side down on the ground he looked around. "Is there something nearby I could roll it over onto? So I do not get the exposed meat dirty?"

The smell of the fresh meat and blood awakened a similar instinctual hunger in the man as well, but he had long since learned to control those things until the time was proper to let them rule. While not normal in Aurèle's word, skinning kills was done nearly every time in his world and it was a task and process that he was quite used to. It was something that he really did not even need to think about while doing. His body knew the actions and his mind could dictate it without his conscious participation.

His fellow hunter rose at his request and moved to look for some suitable cover for the exposed meat. If they could find nothing then the meat could always be washed clean, but that was an extra step and a nuisance to be avoided if at all possible. Thankfully she returned with not only one, but two unused hides. He appreciated her forethought in that matter and nodded thankfully to her when she set the first skin down. Nayati grabbed the doe's legs and rolled it over to it's other side where he continued the process he had previously engaged in. Once he had pulled the other side of the hide free and laid it with the first he looked back to Aurèle. "Alright, it is done. Where would you like to carry the rest?" Having it lay out in the open would do none of them any good.

He and Aurèle did seem to share many of the same attributes and personality traits. Nayati could loosen up and have fun, but really only when the situation and time called for it. He was mostly serious and task-driven wolf, wanting to make sure that the jobs he had been charged with were done to the best of his ability. Of all the wolves in this tribe that he knew, he was thankful to have the woman as another hunter. They worked well together and already had good respect for one another. He was certain that whenever the day came for them to take off on a hunt together they would return quite successful despite their differences in approach and style.

Nayati smiled at her kind offer, but shook his head regardless. "I thank you for the offer, but the hide is thanks enough. I think it best we do preserve as much of it as we can. I have clearly never spent a winter in these lands and do not know exactly what to expect." From the sounds of it it would be a harsh season though. "It is always better to be as prepared as possible for the future." He wiped his hunting knife clean of the blood and flesh on the unused hide before replacing it on the strap across his chest. The man then placed that hide on top of the newly exposed meat of the doe and moved to one end, ready to lift the carcass up when Aurèle was.