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Tulla had to cover her mouth to stifle a laugh, after catching herself she apologized "I'm sorry, the thought of Hunters getting eaten by creatures in the wild...is really quite amusing."
"He was left out in the wild to die; since the Breeder didn't like Chimeras. The asshole. I found Tugg in a trap on one of my first hunting trips, Whisper was just a baby but she helped heal him as best as she could. So my Tugg is a wingless bastard but I don't think he minds it much. Did you know that they are born the size of a tiny horse? I-" she stopped and crouched beneath a bush; signaling Adrass to do the same. She peered through the leaves at a Jackolope nibbling away at berries not too far from her trap. Bigger than a hare and much more dangerous due to it's antlers; it was a sweet meat and sometimes hard to catch.
"I catch it you kill it" she mouthed silently. Tulla palmed a stone and with a flick of her wrist let it fly and smack the Jackalope right in the rear.It started up; leaping away in pain and confusion, springing the trap. The snare held the thrashing beast upside down in the air; it snarled as it tried to break free.
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Whisper smiled down at Serrafinno when he had stirred. She had been deep in thought at that point for she was very unhappy with how she was carrying herself thus far. She must seem so pathetic to these travelers. But it filled her with a need to better herself in some way, like the way Tulla had suggested. Firstly, she had changed and now carried her dragon and Roberts shirt over to the fire. She laid Finn close to the flames; to keep him nice and warm, and then stretched out Roberts shirt so it could dry.
Tugg watched the bard miserably; saddened by the loss of his fish. Whisper pet his hide and he growled softly in complaint; directing towards Robert. "Oh, don't be a baby, Tugg. Tulla will bring back something for you."
Then, she went to retrieve the cup and after much deliberation and pacing she decided to drink the contents and bring it back. The tinkerer scared her, intimidated her. He made her more nervous than Adrass. "Uhm...Clarke? This...this was delicious. Thank you. I-I washed it..." she held out the mug.
She was at a complete loss of words.