Ouroboros Spine xlviv. that one will die

Lótë only smiled. It could make the jaws sore if one wished to season a large batch of meat for drying but it was easy enough, once practiced. The part that could be truly painful was if you accidentally rubbed something into your eyes or nostrils. But this too could be avoided with particular movements. 

”No, I fear it will still spoil with added flavor,” she informed him regretfully. A pause as she thought of home. ”But my mother and some other artisans made trips to the seaside every spring, to barter with our kin. Salt was one thing many women traded for, for it could keep meat good until deep in the winter.” 

She remembered then that he had ruled a village of seawolves upon the island. ”Was this something your village practiced?” she asked as curious emeralds returned to him, head canting to the side.