<div class="floatleft">(http://i163.photobucket.com/albums/t295/JoanieSappho/Sekrit/6967b0c6e37e4256ceb19752f7a86432_zpsvu9js3d0.png)</div>Name: Sarika<br/>Time: Early Morning<br/>Location: Garden<br/>Tagging: Open, Bear, Mitra, Helen, Lucine<br/>Notes: Thick juicy meat!<br/><hr/><br/>"Huzzah!" The raven exclaimed, despite the probably lack of anyone else around to hear her. Not, of course, that she was much of a stranger to talking to herself.<br/>"I have triumphed and now I can please my mistress with meat! And no bears need be harmed at this time! Now, to convey the fruits of my mercy and fortune to the kitchens!"<br/>That, on the other wing, was going to be the difficult part. She might even have to stop flying, but Sarika would bear such indignities for her Mistress. So, carefully, she selected the best - or, more accurately, nearest - cuts of meat and loaded herself up with as much as she felt she could bear before she turned around and hoped she was walking in the right direction with it.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">I'm guessing it'd be Athletics to see how much she carries off or if she carries off enough, so; Roll - 4 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=103447)*3=12</div></div>