Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160118202126/@comment-5543592-20160121023315

Scire leapt forward, approaching the slain buck, and deftly slit it's throat. It was already quite dead, however, so this did little aside from let gravity drain some blood out. He knelt by the killed animal, murmured something to himself, and then went about binding it's ankles to a length of wood.