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"Sounds good," She agreed, skinning the fox quickly before quartering it, cutting off a small chunk for Varys before putting it up and standing, ready when he was. |
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Sage nodded and moved to pack up the rest of their things while she took care of the fox, allowing her to slide the new packs of meat into the bag once it was done and grabbing Liz while she put out the fire. "Ready," he asked, and when she nodded he moved to climb out of the cave, cradling Liz tightly. |
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Elara stood and followed, staying about one and a half yards behind him. |
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Sage managed to climb down without too much effort, waiting at the bottom for Elara to join him. Once she was on the grass again, he started walking again, wandering along happily next to her. |
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Varys darted off in front of them, lopeing along happily as Elara watched. She let out a three noted whistle and the wolf stopped and turned, trotting back to their line of sight, a hare in his mouth. The princess sent the wolf forward with a hand signal, Varys trotting off into the wood once more. |
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Sage felt his eyebrows raise in surprise when he dropped the hare off. "That's useful," he noted, cocking his head slightly as the wolf ran off again. It would save them a lot of time and effort if the wolf could do some of the hunting for them, especially while they were on the go. |
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"Very useful, saves us time when we need to hunt and be on the move." She explains, grabbng the hare and continuing on. |
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Sage nodded, humming in agreement. "How'd you train him to do that anyway," he asked after a moment, cocking his head curiously |
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She shrugged, trying to recall the moment years ago. "Heck, I don't know. Pretty sure I was what? 11? And I found him, had some hare and I would toss him a cube when he did it and now we're here." Elara explained, glancing up at him. |
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Sage chuckled in response to her comment, nodding along. "Smart animal then, I suppose," he noted with a shrug. "Maybe he just adopted a pack," he noted thoughtfully. It didn't seem like the animal had one, and wolves were social creatures. |
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