It’s feeding time.

Each of them ate their fill in the cow's meat, her belly satisfied in a way that a rabbit or other such morsel could not accomplish. In turn, this also placated her usually nasty mood a tad, letting her be a little more amicable in the coming days. And then the cycle would start all over again, as per normal life. When they had all finished, Nanuk's teeth latched into the carcass' hide and, with Iqniq (seeing as Tonravik was pregnant and letting her strain her body was a no-go), she dragged the thing back to their pack lands to allow the others to feast on their kill as well.

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