Sawtooth Spire don't disturb the beast

Tatsuya watched it all unfold in horror. They have not fed well since coming here. Their stores have dwindled exponentially. This moose – relatively healthy once the chase began – was theirs. It will continue to be theirs even if the grizzly got it's grubby paws on it. Nothing would change this fact. They would do well to ward the beast off; show her that this banquet was invitation only and she wasn't invited. snorts The Delta intended to do just that until Iqniq spoke. He wanted to move the male moose. The moose that is still intact save for a few internal organs. The moose that weighed all of nine hundred and sixty-something pounds. Maybe a hundred less. Nevertheless, its not going anywhere.
They did not possess the raw strength of a grizzly or the endurance of a cougar. Even combined, they would not be moving this thing. No. They would have to move every valuable piece of edible flesh left away from the bear's jaws. This, they could try to accomplish. If that's what Iqniq meant by getting the moose out of here, then Tatsuya would gladly oblige. If he meant actually dragging the whole thing...they'd need a miracle to carry through such a feat.
As Echelon flew past him, Tatsuya turned to Aariak. Trying to – in vain! – haul the carcass away. It's not going to happen. Knowing this, he leapt over the meaty heap to the Inuit's side, trying to shove him. They weren't going to move this thing, no way. To get his point across, he snapped clamorously, demanding the Inuit's attention. Stop what you are doing. Do what I do. In went the Delta's head, obscured by cartilage and shredded hide. Grabbing what he could, he withdrew from the moose's abdominal cavity, mouth bursting with an assortment of organs. Most of which were nutritious for them, the mother and/or her young. Grab everything of value you can. With that, Tatsuya sped off to the closest hoard. Dropping the meat there, he sped off again, returning to the scene.
If any of them were injured (or dead), the wolverine could not afford to look. His head disappeared back into their prey's yawning midsection, frantically grabbing what he could...