Totoka River sleep with the devil you know

Their hunting party was small enough for one otter to suffice. Ying felt her pride swell internally, though she was careful to keep her satisfaction discreet. She picked up the carcass and walked around to her hunting partner, dropping it between them and backing away. Her eyes fell to slits as a smile began to grow, an idea suddenly occuring.

You want it? she asked, slinking around to one side, Take it.