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Cymarron looked confused for a moment, and then moved over and picked up tyler by his collar, holding him in front of him like a cat would a kitten.

"What do you think a hunt is? this is not a thing that is wrong, little Tyler. it is the way of life."

He carried Tyler over to the deer, and sat him down.

"The deer feed us, they clothe us with thier skin, thier fur and flesh. when you and us die, your bodies will return to the earth, and from that will come grass that the deer that will be here long after us will eat."

He looked at Tyler.

"We know that it is not easy to see this part of life. but it is what is needed. how did you think the wolves live? or the lion, or the snake? they eat other animals. just as you and we do. these deer gave thier lives, so we could live longer. they give thier fur, so you will not be cold. that shirt we made you, was of leather, leather is form animals we kill, thier skin prepared a certain way. the meat in the fridge is of animals that have died."

Then back at the deer, and petted it lightly again.

"We respect thier spirits, and thier lives. that is our Path. But we must eat, as do you."

"Cheesecake has egg. eggs come from chickens. they are the attempt at birth for those animals. so in essence, it is the hicken the dies for your cheesecake."

Then a small grin.

"No. it does not use the flesh of animals. but your body needs meat as well, thier are powers in the meat that help the body grow stronger, more powerful. and those are needed. The fawn we need, yes. it is small enough for certain things that are good for our kits. and the leather made from a child animal is very good for cloths and blankets that must be very soft for kits."

Then back to the deer, taking tylers hand with the knife.

"Now, we will show you how to skin and rend meat. if you wish to just watch, you may, but we want you to at least try first, yes?"

Cymarron nodded lightly.

"That is not right, yes. nothign should die for no cause. and we use all of our kills. from skind and meat to bone and organs."

He held tylers hands and made in incision in the underbelly of the deer, thin and quick. intestine came out be that was to be expected. Cymarron removed many of the organs, laying them aside on the grass. before taking tyler's hand again and showing him the area where thskin connected to the meat.

"We want to cut here, so that we can get the skin form the meat without damamging the hide very much. this is skinning our prey. rednign the meat will be removing that fomr the bones, and then we can use the hide to carry the meat home in."

"Damned horse. I should just behead her and get another one I swear. She's stubborn as a mule. And as far when the sun rises, I can think of some activities that would eat up the time between now and then if you wanted to participate."

Then he shrugged lightly.

"but that's up to you. perhaps a soak in the spas or somehign now that the packing is all do save for getting that saddle and the like on that damned horse. I mean only like ten percent of the known shadowknights can even command a nightmare, and of course I get the most stubborn one in creation."

Cymarron looked at him, and nodded lightly to him, before cutting of a peice of meat and handing it over to him.

"That should make you feel better. But we need to get this back to the den, and you are not feeling well so that means we should be stopping, yes?"

Cymarron went to work quickly, rendering meat with his claws and both animals were soon packed in ther own skins like makeshift bags, one held in his tail, and he picked up Tyler with his arm, and moved at his wolftrot that ate distance fast eithout seeming a lot of speed, and beck to the Den, setting tyler down and putting the kill inside and coming back out, settling by Tyler.

"It is a somber time, when one loses the childish innocence of killing for survival. if your mother is not here to pick you up soon, you will stay in the den with us Tyler."

Tyler would awaken to the sounds fo kits playing with thier mother while Cymarron was on the ground and about him were scattered bones and skulls and sinew. behind hism were that hides of several animals, on racks to stretch and make thier hides into workable leathers. Cymarron was carving with his claws and one of his knives smaller bones into beads. also by him were largers heavier bones, and a pile of meat and a hide that was obviously a bear.

He looked up at Tyler, and back down to his work.

"We are making beads, at present. Soon will will work on a crib for our kits, which you will help us. building it nad then making the leather paddings for it. these beads we can use for bracelets, or rattles for the kits. other times we use them for decoration on clothing. If we wish coloring, we dye them in these bowls of liquid. they are extracts of plants, and water. bone is pourus, it will absorb the liquid and it's color. the longer it is left in, the darker the color will be."

He looked over at Raven, and his kits and smiled lightly. Raven held little moonstones hand and waved at his father, while Onyx was trying to catch his brother's tail.

"We have red, blue, yellow and green. mixtures and tints are easy to make. woudl you like to help us? if not, we coudl use you to poke those hides with a stick to keep them flexible."

That of course, was what his tail was doing.

"Aunt Raven is not of our customs, and as such never learned to do this kind of work. She was from the human world where thing liek this are made of other materials in ways that take the heart of it such work."

Raven looked over and smirked lightly.

"Hey, not fair. I never siad it was great workmanship, just that we coudl get mroe faster. I like your work better and you know that, Love."

Cymarroned grinned lightly, and looked at Tyler.

"Yes, you place it in teh liquid and that is all. the darker you wish it, the longer you keep it in teh liquid. you'll see teh bead get darker in color."

He finished another bead, and placed it in a growing pile of them. apparently Cymarron had been up for some time now, doing this kind of work.