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Luckily, they arrived at the cache after not too long, because he almost broke the promise he made to himself to remain quiet about how much strain she was putting on her injured shoulder. The mention of Alessia and the children stole is attention, though, and he nodded as she explained that she needed help bringing food back to them. I think that sounds like a good idea, he replied, moving to the cache to start rummaging through things; he certainly didn't want her to try and pull stuff out. There were a few rabbits, a turkey he had put in there just yesterday, a couple of weasels; it was pretty much the usual. He sniffed through the carcasses, only wanting to select what was freshest. The turkey was the first thing he pulled out, and he stepped back and dropped it on the ground. I caught that yesterday so it should be pretty fresh, he explained as he dipped his front half back inside the cache. He pulled out some of the more recent hares and then he found part of a deer that, upon further inspection, appeared to be fairly new to the collection. He lugged it out and set it next the pile he had formed in front of Rosalie. How does this look? he asked. It seemed like it should be plenty, but he would let her inspect it before they carried it back.