Hoshor Plains I hope that I am just like you

"Oh, you okay?" Wren was so lost in figuring out to split the goat that she almost missed Lumiya licking her paw. She winces, recalling the strain that her pads had given her during travels. She'd gotten a lot of cuts and nicks. "I don't really know healing" she admits. But the other woman is more worried about the goat's body. "I'll take the back end." 

She volunteers easily, knowing the front was much more 'pretty' for a food pile. Nobody wanted to eat a goat's arse. Grunting, she'd move forward. The goat wasn't stiff yet. "Take a front hoof" she instructs Lumiya, grabbing at the back legs. "and pull! Real hard!" If they were lucky, the goat would cleave in two easily. She waits for the woman to try, knowing no other way but a real messy one.