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The other wasted no time in taking the beast down, and moments later as Rebekka regained her sense of direction, the stag had already stopped breathing. In turn, she ripped her share of the meal with a satisfactory smirk; ripping the leg of with a few hard tugs and gnaws. It was an old, feeble thing and it was clear within the state of it's innards; not as fresh as a young blooded deer, perhaps, even sickly. However, a meal was a meal and she would not waste, ripping apart to take back to the caches of Drageda once she scoffed down her own. The other, too, slunk away with one parting glance; taking a chunk of the share for itself. With little energy to tow the rest back to Sleeping Dragon, the buried what she could and marked it for further consumption in the event she would find herself in need of the protein. With one last lick of her chops, the woman parted ways from the scene and took with her, a new tactic that she would later use in life again.