Sunset Valley But he talks like a gentleman

So they didn't know for sure that the meat was safe, then. That made the northerner uneasy, and he thought he might refrain from eating any of it until he had a for sure answer. He had studied the herds at great length, it had been his only way to pass the time while he waited for his brother's return. Their illness was strange; it made the Tatkret uneasy. He needed to know more. But it would have to wait for another day, it seemed. 

Kigipigak spoke of his village leader named Kukutux; he suggested that Tuulu meat her as they were all cut from the same cloth. The dismantling of the beasts gut had no effect on him; he had seen it many times before. The smell of the bile was putrid as always, but he was used that as well. He watched the steam drift up to the sky before looking down to examine the contents of the Cow's stomach. I would like to meet her, he said in return. He wondered how many from north resided here. 

A closer inspection of the liquid had his eyebrows drawing together. Hmm, they don't eat, he commented.