12/24/2020
On a whim, I find myself in the Wilds. I'm writing from a field camp about four hours south of the city gates. The Twins have already fallen asleep. They aren't used to this kind of travel, but they are well-behaved.
Tomorrow, we'll set traps for small game and I'll start training them on some basic commands. Nothing too fancy, just movement and basic obedience. I want to be sure Atal won't chase after a hare or a deer before I have a shot lined up. As I expected, Ithil seems to be more likely to stay close and stay put. She is almost attached to my hip sometimes.
While we are out, I'll try to trap and kill enough to make a bit of extra funds. I barely have enough to rent a storefront, but the investment would clean out what money I have left. I need to build a bit of cushion, so I don't go hungry.
I may need to consider looking for an assistant as well to help mind the shop. If nothing else, it would be good to have someone to handle sales work and do smaller commissions while I take the bigger jobs. And it will give me a chance to keep up with my hunts. I couldn't give this up.