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*tail wags as he looks at the wolf remembering how his elker heritage makes him look some what like a wolf, yet somehow like a fox...*hello.......

eep! *hides himself as much as possible as to not stay on the minds of the hungry wolves here*

so myou are not going to eat me? *he sighed with relief* well, in that case.. there is nuetrie- food in my suit i keep for cases such as this... =^,,,^= *he waddles over and opens a small test tube full of powder, then adds it to something from one of his flasks, then lights a math to the bottum and eyes glow as it cooks in fifteen seconds* =^,,,^= there.. some fresh bread *hands her the flask that is full of freshly baked bread* hehehe.... and yes, i am wierd, i do smell funny, and you should not go through my flasks... =^,,,^=

*cautiously sniffs the warm glass tube in her hand and wrinkles her nose at the chemical scents* Mreh...*reaches up and holds the tube out for Fenris* Fenris? *holds the sleeping kit carefully with her newly-healed arm*

*opens one eye and carefully sniffs the test tube.* "Well it smells like bread, but there isnt much in there, so you two should share it. I need meat and lots of it though, so i shall return in a few hours, there should still be mountain goat herds in the mountains that were untouched by the fires. " *gets up and begins to bound up the side of the valley high into the mountains, quickly becoming lost from view.*

*closing in on the herd he finds them in a small pasture on the side of the mountain. creeping up above them he counts a full thirty animals, a small herd but large enough to suit his needs. Like a Cloud of death he leaps down and sweeping one paw across the herd critically injures a good dozen while he teeth clamp down on three that were close together. the others run away bleating in terror while he goes and kills the injured ones. Settling down to his meal he begins to chomp them down, usually not even bothering to chew them up at all before swallowing.*

*glances around unseeingly as Fenris bounds off. Tumblethorn licks Snow's cheek and Flicker lies down behind her, forming a backrest. Snow leans back with the kit sleeping in her lap and talks to her wolves in a mixture of sending (telepathy), body language and sounds*

>>Snow-elf is blind again?<< Highstride asked, grinning wolfishly. >>Snow-elf being foolish hunter<<
>>Snow is not foolish--Snow is being wily.<< Snow shot back. Bramble yipped excitedly.
>>Deer run to rocks, good hunting!<< Tumblethorn whuffed in agreement.
>>We hunt deer for Snow and Flicker, Flicker stay with Snow and strange-cub.<< Snow sent a wordless burst of thanks and agreement and Tumblethorn, Highstride and Flicker bounded off into the trees in the opposite direction of Fenris*