04-27-2008, 12:06 PM
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"We’ll probably have a pack hunt sooner or later, after everything gets settled down. Like Skoll said, we’re only really doing some exploring tonight." He watched as Skoll stripped his possessions so that he could accompany them on four legs. He noticed the wound and wondered, had he read enough on medicines so that he might aid Skoll? The herbs Naniko had given them had been left in the large cavern Storm had called home for awhile. He doubted the fire would have ravaged its contents, but surely there was no way of retrieving those medicines. Pilot, after they settled down, would have to try to start growing and collecting his own. He had read about gardening and figured he would create a small area where they could cultivate their own medicinal herbs.
"Some food could do us all some good, though. We can keep an eye out for something while we finish marking the borders." He gave Lubomir a reassuring nod, glad to see that already he was eager to please. Of course, Pilot had never been one to see himself as higher than anyone even when he was a leader – he viewed all the members as equals, despite their ranks. He figured it was only natural, considering he had been raised devoid of them.
As Skoll came to finishing his transition, Pilot’s mind rested on the wound once more. He hadn't mentioned it so far, but Pilot could tell it mustn’t be too comfortable. I could make you something to ease the pain," he told Skoll as the warrior’s size began to recede. "I’d imagine it’s not easy to hunt."
"We’ll probably have a pack hunt sooner or later, after everything gets settled down. Like Skoll said, we’re only really doing some exploring tonight." He watched as Skoll stripped his possessions so that he could accompany them on four legs. He noticed the wound and wondered, had he read enough on medicines so that he might aid Skoll? The herbs Naniko had given them had been left in the large cavern Storm had called home for awhile. He doubted the fire would have ravaged its contents, but surely there was no way of retrieving those medicines. Pilot, after they settled down, would have to try to start growing and collecting his own. He had read about gardening and figured he would create a small area where they could cultivate their own medicinal herbs.
"Some food could do us all some good, though. We can keep an eye out for something while we finish marking the borders." He gave Lubomir a reassuring nod, glad to see that already he was eager to please. Of course, Pilot had never been one to see himself as higher than anyone even when he was a leader – he viewed all the members as equals, despite their ranks. He figured it was only natural, considering he had been raised devoid of them.
As Skoll came to finishing his transition, Pilot’s mind rested on the wound once more. He hadn't mentioned it so far, but Pilot could tell it mustn’t be too comfortable. I could make you something to ease the pain," he told Skoll as the warrior’s size began to recede. "I’d imagine it’s not easy to hunt."
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