She was currently carrying cleaned and dried strips of soft hide across her back, thinking that this would be much easier if she had a bag of some kind. Luckily it wasn't a windy day or she would have had to chase flapping strips of hide across the pride territory and then clean them again. Don't ask how she knew that. Don't even talk about it.
"I'm done," she chirped, "What do you want me to do now?"
Talencia