Christopher
"From the research I've done that's only older werewolves, a very small minority, and even so, I'm not going to up to a massive beast to *Ask*." He says, "And Hircine doesn't really care *What* You slay, so long as it's a Hunt."
Donald
*Maybe if you met my family, you would think differently, Priest.* Jhi'ro thinks, narrowing his eyes. "Look, where are you headed? It's getting late." He paused, lifting the bear to get a better grip. "And you need a good meal before continuing on."
Christopher
"I simply follow the roads, going where I am needed," He says, "On patrol at all times, healing the weak and slaying the wicked," He says with a laugh, "Not really, I do heal the weak, but rarely do any slaying." He smirks, "Food is always appreciated." He says with nod
Donald
The khajiit thinks for a bit, trying to find a neutral place for them to stop at that won't endanger his people. "Ah, there's an abandoned shack just west of here. Not too long a walk." Despite carrying the bear on his back, Jhi'ro seems unaffected by the weight. "We should make it before dark."
Christopher
"Why move away from the roads? They're safer then the middle of the woods." He says, "We have a whole bear, so we can share with passers-by"