Blacktail Deer Plateau hey man,

Cosmo was none the wiser to Kindle's hesitation, just happy to accept the praise as his tail wagged hard enough to potentially break the snout of anyone who ran into it. 

Looking down at his prize of turkey, he realized he wasn't actually sure where to start with eating it. Sure, he'd been fed raw meat before, but that was meat that his human had chopped up for him, especially to prevent the bloody mess on his fur he had now. But this turkey had feathers, and bones, and eyeballs, and all sorts of weird bits, but his stomach was growling, so he decided that didn't matter. Like Kindle said, he was supposed to become a real wolf, after all.

So he found the part of the body that seemed the fattest, with the least amount of bones, and hesitantly dug in. It was more work than he was used to, tearing through the layers of skin and feathers, and somehow even more organ-y bits than he was expecting (also, it was warm), but his hunger quickly took over. He hadn't realized just how ravenous he'd become after being so used to daily meals fed to him. 

As Cosmo dug in, he hoped that one day he'd be able to help take down something big – like an elk. Or something. He was too busy eating to think too hard about it.