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         He was mislead, no, the contract was more then likely mistaken. From behind the two creatures would look rather similar, knowing this however did not stop Tyra from doubting the other hunters ability. Striding forward to her deceased prey, she reached to her upper thigh, pulling her knife from its home. Kneeling down in front of the beast she began to carve its paws, the sharp claws may prove of some worth despite her inability to carry back a full load of meat. Without looking away from her process she spoke to the man coldly.

"You can tell the difference from the tracks, and the territorial markings." She quickly finished removing the sharp, and weighty, claws from one of the paws. Bundling them in her arms, Tyra picked one out and tossed it over to the other hunter.

"Top heavy, sharp, curved differently for burrowing." While the bounty was little it was proof of the finished job, now she could return home. Beginning herself on the way, without looking back she spoke once more.

"Learn that if you don't want to die." Keeping the claws held in her right hand, the left one raised at a right angle from her shoulder, as a way to wave goodbye. Now internally she desperately hoped he had something else to do out here or would take a different path. Those words were the cool 'I'm not walking in the same direction as you' kind.