*Furia heads out after finishing her steak on a knife and before throwing it into a board and grabs her furs*

Wait Xan. 

*returns a hour or so later with a thick branch with a bow cut off to make a very crude walking stick that's been roughly cut off and cleaned with a knife*

Da, might as well be usful. Earn keep. 
Stick better than backed stool. 

...
*Maleanwhile the Horse clan ride hard after there captain delayed by storms in the plains. *

*a dozen or so horsemen ride quickly and begin to reach the forests edges and start to slow down there pace as they follow the established trais*