The Floodlands But I don’t get out much these days

Oh, please, he replied with feeling, distaste wrinkling his nose at the thought of those on him.  He let her help clean the blood off, and lowered his own chin to get some off his chest as well.  

He too had assumed that the lead pair would eat first, but seemed Wildfire might need to wait.  He didn't blame her.... it wasn't the most appetizing it sights.

Once we get them off, won't know the difference, he said, smiling and moving between the moose and the nauseous expecting mother.  Picking a spot carefully, devoid of most of the insects, he began to work at getting the hide off.  If he could get a swatch away, they could begin to harvest the meat underneath, and all of them would have to deal with as little contact as possible.

prob last for me if we want to wrap it up!