Eira tilted her head side to side at the boys question to what she would like, her neck popping loudly as she chose her words carefully. Aran was the overly charismatic one, and while she could be when she had to, she wasn't going to waste the energy on these fools. [color=ed1c24]"I would like you to stop treating us as if Eira had acted in a manner that offended you. All we've done is act with caution. If I wanted you dead, you would be by now, so take the fact that Eira hasn't turned you into ash as an admission of trust."[/color] Eiras grip shifted on the rodent, as the smooth tail had been slipping ever-so-subtly. [color=ed1c24]"Otherwise, you can go find your own food. I won't be wasting resources on an ungrateful cretin. Do we have a deal, [i]Drake[/i]?"[/color]

Eiras gaze shifted to Overreach, and she contemplated the situation for a moment. [color=ed1c24]"He's survived this long without assistance, he'll either be grateful for a hand or embarrassed and possibly offended that you would think he needed help. From the few minutes we've talked, I'd say he would be embarrassed but may still accept your help. Your call, kid."[/color] Eira looks up at Aran for a moment, before breaking off from the group herself. [color=ed1c24]"I would say it would be quicker if you left him to his own devices, but don't take my word for it."[/color] She called over her shoulder as she headed to the house opposite the one Dawn had indicated. She would rather not make a bloody mess where they were to sleep, as she didn't think Overreach would be too keen on the overpowering smell of blood. Plus, this way, animals wouldn't be attracted to where they were to sleep for the night. [color=ed1c24]"If any of you want to eat, the food will be in here."[/color] She added as she stepped across the threshold.

Once inside, Eira makes quick work of clearing the rubble from one of the corners and making a small circle of the non-flammable debris. She then takes out a knife and goes to work on skinning the rodent and gutting it, carefully laying the innards on the hide to make for easier clean-up. She had forgotten to ask Drake if he minded entrails, or if he just wanted the meat, but hopefully he had enough brain cells rattling around his thick skull that he would follow her in any moment now so she could confirm. Or, he was going to be a stubborn oaf and avoid her all together. That just meant that Eira could have leftovers.

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