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The Spirit nodded as Eldi agreed to the sharing out of the bear, and she bent to her work. The bear’s teeth would be the most difficult to remove, lodged as they were in the beast’s skull, and she waited until Eldi and his companions had removed the hide from it’s head or as far as he would take from it before she bent to sink her canines deep into the flesh at the base of the skull.

Aelloshir, returning from scouting the area for more danger, joined in the butchery of the dead bear, helping to sheer the flesh with his claws until the base of the skull was revealed, and the point at which it attached to the spine. It took some work, but with a rather revolting crunch, the skull finally wrenched free of the neck vertebra.

She paused at Eldi’s question, shrugging briefly. “I think I might try my paws at crafting armor with the claws. Failing that, I’m certain some use will be made of them, even if it’s just necklaces. As long as nothing is wasted.”

A bad winter… She hoped not. Though she felt that Valhalla was decently prepared for winter, with the stored meats, pelts, and other stock, and the goods that came from the Nomads, she didn’t savor the thought of a bad winter.

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