Bitterroot Valley she said it didn't seem like that long ago

Angel laughed, at that.

"Hopefully a very pretty ex-lover," she said primly, her tail flicking in mirth, "to make a very pretty rug."

Angel did the honors of opening the kill, just so that the edges of the pelt would not be too frayed by uncareful jaws. After that, however, she was happy to share the meal. There was plenty for both of them, after all.