Redsand Canyon You look a fright boy

Reyson stared in horror at each chew, then there were no chews. The meat was falling out of his jaws. The stringy pieces all over the place, Reyson stood, and took a paw step back, his horror increasing.

Then he moved nimbly forward as the child started to choke, but he managed to swallow and then he's licking at the dirt? Did they not feed their young. No, the youth was just a glutton, but he wasn't Reyson's problem. So Reyson ripped another piece off a more manageable chunk and lay it down. He then however, pulled the fawn back to the cache and began to bury it.