The smallest whelp, once she has finished seeing to her pack, turns her attention to the carcass.

Her attention seemingly on the carcass she turns to look at the horse whelp, he who calls himself Tasunke, "If you could see to calming the horses, and keep a sharp eye out for any unexpected company?"

Although she has no experience in the crafting of leather or armor, she has skinned many a creature for their meat, and drawing her hunting knife she offers her assistance to the archer whelp in this endeavour. "Much as I dislike wasting such a bounty, let us take only the undamaged sections of skin. The rest of the carcass should be dismembered and placed where the birds and beasts may eat their fill, and then we should continue our pursuit."

[Survival (to aid another): (1d20+10)[23]]