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Sarah had been a bit hesitant about speaking her intentions of eating, what was left of the wolf-corpse, because most wolves were weirdly sensitive to the subject. This man therefore surprised her. Not only he caught, what she had in mind, he had nothing against giving her a hand and having a bite of the mashed meat himself.

She moved aside, to give him more space and kept the pace. After a while and some broken nails she had uncovered a smashed in skull with brain oozing out. Sarah grabbed it, lost hold, was luckier on her second attempt and began to pull. Despite it's crashed state, it was not easy to detach the injured head from the spine and, when it finally gave way, there was little room for her to celebrate her success, because one of the boulders, under which she had been digging, moved and filled the hole again.

Sarah put the head aside, nosed and liked off some of the old blood, then moved to see, how her partner in crime was doing.