Duck Lake dorn zunge

Should they burry this? It took a while for Sarah to reward Mahler with an answer. She stared at the set of bones and residue flesh and all she could think about was, how she had hunted here, drank the water and all this time the corpse had been poisoning the water from the pit of the lake. Disgusting. Dead bodies, of course, cannot be held accountable for, where they happen to land and what becomes of them afterward, but she still felt offended by it. This was the answer - she did not wish to have any more to do with it than she already had. 

"No," she shook her head. "Waste of effort. Someone will dig it up during the night anyway." That's, what befell caches she instilled. Sooner or later someone raided it. Other species had no moral scruples at desecrating graves. "Do you wish to?" she asked. In case he did, she would help to dig.