The Sentinels my empire of dirt

Dante dug in as well, his face probably somewhat comical as he tentatively tried the meat. It was... savory? Was that the right term? He wasn't sure. But it tasted like nothing he'd ever eaten before. The surprise didn't dampen his impression and he found that, unlike his companion, he rather enjoyed the salted taste. Perhaps not in large quantities though.

"Not bad," he said after a few moment's eating, raising his head to lick residue from his muzzle. "I'll have to ask Casmir what sort of creature this was." He was curious now to find out, especially if they did relocate. He still held the title gamekeeper and would need to know as many resources as possible in their possible strange new home.

"This is a pleasant enough spot, but not untouched," he said at length, gazing at the forest of impressive trees. Some had toppled, seemingly from the storm, for he could see the lean of a couple amongst those still standing.