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She'd already done most of the work while he'd sat there. He cursed himself for not being more attentive, but made up for it in his efforts. He dug, straining himself against the tightness of his recent wounds as he created another mound of dirt. She wined. He worked faster and more efficiently.

A few quick tugs and Kerosene unearthed the remnants of the mountain goat they'd taken down not long ago. He grabbed a hind leg and pulled, freeing the creature from the earth so they might have a better chance at it. His nose wrinkled. It wasn't nearly so fresh as he preferred, but it would do in a pinch. That's why they had these stores to begin with. Food was food.

He pulled it closer to her and left it there, skirting the body to nudge the corpse towards her.