The Heartwood I'm at One

Heph nodded her head. They had been rather efficient and she appreciated that in a hunting team. Besides at least he was not griping about her technique or the blow she'd received. Perhaps if she had been more cautious, less enthralled in the hunt she might have avoided it, but really she had enjoyed every second. "That we do." She was a bit surprised at the offer, but nodded her head with a sharp grin and tipped her head at his sentiments. Heph was hardly one to turn down a proferred meal and while most of it would go to the caches she thought she could afford to take a few bites. "Thanks, I'll keep that in mind." She pulled her head back and then used her teeth to make a long clean rip along the flanks of the dead caribou. It exposed meat and intestines - more than enough to eat, but beyond the rip they should be able to carve out most of the meat to leave the pelts intact. The she-wolf shoved her muzzle in the opening and tore out a healthy sized piece of meat "gentlemen second then?" There was a glimmer in her eyes but she backed up to let Dreven divy up the rest of the carcass as she took more manageable bites out of the piece she had taken.