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The Enagayahe Kanati had started his day out in the stables, taking Iye from his stall and giving him a good brush-down. He hadn't had time to take care of him in this way after their last hunt with Liliana and Grace and he didn't want to let it go any longer than he already had. After the stallion's smokey pelt had been taken care of, the wolf took a hoof pick and dug out any stones or gravel that had managed to wedge themselves into the horse's feet. Thankfully there had been very few and they were now gone. After that he took his friend to get a drink from the nearby stream before taking him back to the stables and his stall. Once Iye was back in place he nosed expectantly at Nayati's shoulder and mane. The man couldn't help but chuckle, producing the apple that was being searched for. "Can't trick you out of a treat, now can I? Well that is fine, brother, for you deserve it." He handed the apple over and it was gone in a matter of moments. Nayati patted his forelock before heading out of the stables.


As he walked back towards the village a thought occurred to the Utina male. While he had taken care to look in on the condition of the hunting spears, he had yet to do so with the bows that the tribe had in stock. He chided himself, this was a severe lapse in his duties, and he quickly made a beeline to where they stored their extra hunting equipment. There were only four extra bows that he could find, but he grabbed a couple quivers of arrows and took them out with him towards the trees at the edge of the territory. Once he arrived at a good spot, he set three of the bows and the quiver down, taking one arrow and nocking it to the first bow's string. A well practiced eye looked down the line of the arrow to the place on the tree that he wished to hit. A strong arm pulled the bowstring back and then after a moment released it. The arrow whizzed through the air and hit exactly where he had wanted it to, right in the middle of the tree. A satisfied grin spread over his face. This bow was a good one.


Nayati was so wrapped up in his task that he didn't notice the unfamiliar scent that was carried over the borders towards him.

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