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The gentle breeze, carrying the natural fragrance of the wild, filled the air as the sky blazed with a fire-like sunset, painting the world in shades of golden red.
Sally sat in the bright courtyard, on a stone bench lined with a thick deerskin blanket, with a fox fur draped over her legs. The scent of roasting meat wafted from the grill in front of her, making her mouth water uncontrollably.
"That smells amazing, you really know how to grill meat," she said.
"If you like it, I can grill it for you every day," he replied.
"Eating it every day would get tiresome, once in a while is enough," Sally said as she inhaled the savory aroma, then turned to Robby, who was busy making boots, "Stop working for a bit, come take a break and we'll have some roasted meat soon."
"Just two more pairs and then I'm done," Robby replied. "Brother Zulu is just amazing, learned to grill meat perfectly after just one try."
"After one try..." Zulu glanced at Sally, "Who grilled it last time?"
