Firefly Glen trick or treat, smell my feet, give me something good to eat!

"Ahhhh," Osiris replied, acknowledging both Antares's actions and Meerkat's information. Now knowing what to do, he began to scratch away the rind. When the spot he'd be working at softened, he began to punch it with his paw. He broke through the surface with a few hits, and he became repulsed the moment his foot landed in the goop. 

Hopefully, it'd taste better than it felt. 

He tried some of the guts that had hung onto his paw and quickly realized it was unlike anything else he had had before. It wasn't necessarily bad, but it wasn't good, either. It was just okay, in his opinion. The others seemed to enjoy it, so he kept his thoughts to himself; he wasn't going to be a party pooper. 

Smiling, Osiris turned to Toad. "It would," he agreed. "It might even taste good with boar, too," he added, thinking of the foods that he would prefer to be eating.