I'll Tan Your Hide

Dómari was tickled at how much quicker the skinning process went with another set of jaws. When they'd finished skinning the deer and set it aside he moved toward the skull. Resin was good with finishing the job and he was pleased. They were having good luck so far. He noticed a few vultures overhead but they didn't seem too keen on disturbing the wolves. "Ok, do you want to finish scraping off any remaining flesh while I get the brain?" Unlike a rabbit cracking the deer skull was going to take a bit more maneuvering. He didn't want to crush the brain too early. Dómari attacked the skull from the eye sockets, his fangs piercing through the eyes as he started crunching away the bone there, pausing now and then to pull off little bits.