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'Sure, I can get one' she said, moving over to a smaller one in relation to the trio they had already hunted and the procedure was repeated for a final time that day. Odessa stood testing the weight before managing, somehow, to hold it steady and walk with it. The hunting trip had been rather enjoyable in all honesty. While other perhaps cringed at the thought of killing an animal for no real reason, Odessa understood it as the luperci's place in the world. And besides, it had been an enjoyable experience to form bonds with her pack mates. Things which in Salsola proved valuable in the long term, for it could mean promotions in rank for both the innocent medic girl and the dark, mysterious woman before her.
'A bag? That would be ever so useful if you could' she said smiling at the offer. While Novak could easily do the job himself, it was nice to be offered something she could not demand at her own time scale. Gifts were always welcome after all. And Odessa was proud to have earned something even though she had only offered to help to be nice. Perhaps there was a subconscious thing that drove her to offer help in prospect of finding gifts though.
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