Date: 2023-01-07 07:01 pm (UTC)
blessedwithlove: (two fingers)
While Ayatan worked, he did what little he needed to prepare. Re-tie his wrap, and excuse himself for a moment to eat a portion of dried meat while he fixed his hair. It was starting to come undone under all the layers, and he would not have it falling in his eyes today. It was overdue to be combed out as well, but that could wait. He simply ran his fingers through his hair to tame the worst of it, then put everything back in its place.

He returned just as she was finishing up. "Good. These hills are often quiet, but we may yet have need of it before we reach the Grace. Be on the lookout for hunting parties--Godrick's men have a few dogs with them still." There were wild animals here, and the soldiers closer to the wall were poorly supplied. They'd take whatever they could kill.

"We may be able to take advantage of them and save the trouble of hunting ourselves. In the meantime, dried meat will have to suffice." He held out a portion to her. He'd traded for it some days ago, bland, cheap, and on its way to the dusty grave. He'd been providing only for himself, and he needed little.
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