Maxine
*Livio was initially stunned at the sight. Sonja was absolutely covered in blood; probably from butchering the large bird, but it was surprising nonetheless. It seemed like she had gotten the materials; but the Ursinoid did seem quite intimidating.*

"Bone? Haven't heard of that, but let's give it a shot."

*Livio held out his hand, clenched around a bundle of sticks tied together with some twine. They had been carved and shaved to the proper shape, and the twine was thin enough to use for bolt heads.*

"Got everything. Need any sort of crafting bench or does the ground work fine?"
Philip
"Sometimes you have to improvise to survive." The bear woman replied with a slow nod.

"This looks good." Sonja commented flatly as she surveyed the things Livio had gathered. Everything he had gathered looked suitable. Between the two of them, they had gathered all of the necessary materials needed for crafting crossbow bolts. All that was left was to actually sit down and make them.

"A bench..." The brawny Ursinoid shrugged. "It would be easier with a flat workspace. Maybe a table. We're not in a rush, so... Let's make them back at the inn." She turned back towards town, apparently oblivious to just how scary she looked right now, or simply not caring. Perhaps it would be better for her to wash off in a river or something before they headed back.
Wendell
~~Oops I forgot it does that~~
Maxine
"I suppose so."

*Back to the inn? Guess it made sense. It would be a lot easier to work on this with a table. Though it was surprising that Sonja considered it; realistically, they wouldn't have a table. But as training, it wasn't bad.*

"You're going to walk back into town without washing off? You look like you just killed someone in the woods. I can bring back the materials while you wash off."

*Livio slung his backpack off, stuffing the bundle of sticks inside. It could easily fit the bones and feathers.*

"Best for people not to think they have a killer bear nearby, you know? Even if you're a big softie."
Philip
Sonja blinked. The remark about being big softie earned a glare that really rounded out her present appearance. Had Livio not known better, it probably looked like she was about to up her kill count. Clearly Sonja objected to the characterization, but she did not waste any breath to try and clarify it.

"...Fine." The large Ursinoid reluctantly conceded, handing over the feathers and bone tips to her companion, taking care not to let any of them fall to the ground. "I'll wash. Find a table. We meet at the inn." Was all she had to say.

With that, Sonja turned away and headed towards a nearby river that ran past the town. Now that the feathers were safely in Livio's hands, she could wash off without damaging them.