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While he listened Dómari continued to work on skinning the deer. He pulled the flesh from one side and then with a mighty pull flipped the deer over onto its other side so he could start pulling the skin from there. "A pleasure to meet you too Sota. Please, call me Dómari." What a polite little fellow! "Do you live terribly far from here?" He worked his jaws around the legs and started peeling back the flesh, clipping it swiftly along the back until at last he had the deer hide free. Grinning he set it aside. He supposed to make things easier to carry he could always scoot the deer back onto the hide and pull it that way.

He trotted back over to the raccoon and easily flipped it over, working his fangs under the flesh as he pulled it back. He tried to cut the skin around the creatures tiny legs but in the end he settled for just biting them off. He didn't have a fine enough touch to skin down that far but he was mostly interested in the main hide and the tail anyway. When he finished with one side he flipped it over and using his fangs pulled back the flesh on the other side until he had a, mostly intact, skin. Perfect! He set it down on top of the deer hide. "Do you know if you can eat raccoon guts?"