Panting Halla took a moment to rest as the sheep met its end. She looked to Cairo and nodded. "I'd appreciate that. I'd like to skin and tan the hide and of course eat the meat but if we are to process the hide it's best to do before rigor mortis sets in. What do you want in return for your aid?" She wasn't quite sure if he was offering his services for free or if he had something in mind. She was happy to share the meat. She would be unable to finish it herself anyway and while she'd like to have the full hide she supposed it was only fair to split that as well.
Halla moved to the hind legs and started chewing off the feet so they'd be out of the way when she went to tear cuts up the inside of the ram's legs. She could tilt her head in a way so that only one set of teeth cut into the hide. It was the best she could do for now, having no knives or other sharp weaponry on her. She didn't mind though. It was simple and primal and good enough for her.
