The pack twisted in the air momentarily as the bulk of its weight lifted from the ground. Tyko jostled it slightly, and then looked back into the truck, thinking and trying to lay order into things. Tonight should be a solid load, and there were a few things he would worry about if he left over night. Since most of this load was compact, some bulky items could be taken this trip. Settling the pack to the tail gate once more, he climbed back into the truck and plucked his best fly rod from the three rod holder that was secrured to the roof of the aluminum shell. Sliding it out, down into the corner of the tailgate and bed, he then reached up once more, rolled a section of old bicycle tire inner tube off of a knob on the padded aluminum brackets, and slid out the hard, black plastic rifle case for the Enfield.

It wasn't then he paused, how would he explain the SKS to Danny? Danny seemed to be quite aware of the danger the three faced, but it wasn't exactly Canadian law to consider firearms as acceptable for self-defense. He couldn't even pass it off as his deer rifle, as the Enfield was, by all respects, a better deer rifle. He thought again for a moment, as the ammunition he had for the Enfield was a couple boxes of heady-loads meant for Elk and Bear. He sighed and shook his head, looking over to Danny, "I brought my Lee-Enfield and SKS by the way. Wasn't sure where I'd be going, or what I'd be doing." He paused for a moment, not giving voice to the sudden rush of fear and worry that kept trying to shake him, "Mind if I bring the Enfield along on this run? Can't say I enjoy the prospect of running into old [i]karhu[/i] just waking from her hibernation without it." Absent mindedly as he talked, he reached into one of the pockets of the dark-tan brown canvas jacket, and fished a shred of elf jerky free between his index and middle finger. Crouching slightly, he extended it down to the waiting raccoon who eagerly snatched it from his fingers.

Rolling the shred of dried and spiced meat in her paws while standing upright, Louhi did her usual routine of rolling it between her forepaws, inspecting the food item, giving a quick taste, and then finally settling down on her haunches to nibble at the offering. Tkyo straightened back up and looked to Mellie, realizing she probably would be worried about a man suddenly pulling out a rifle in this situation. "Sorry, [i]karhu[/i] is bear, in Soumi, ah...sorry. Finnish," pausing for a moment to collect his thoughts into a somewhat rational order, he finished, "About now, bears are really starting to wake from their hibernation, and they're hungry." He wasn't sure how much she knew of the wildlife, so he defaulted to informative.