Golden Fleece

Cairo smiled, nodding as he moved to the front legs while she gnawed the back legs off. With practiced cuts, he sliced the skin at the backs of the knees first, then all the way around before bracing a paw against the fronts of the joint, taking the lower leg in his jaws and snapping them forward, disjointing the legs and setting them aside. The pups should enjoy them, if the woman didn’t decide she needed them for crafting.

“The legs, if you don’t need them for crafting. We have five pups at home that would love them for teething. They’re getting bored of marshmallow root.” A grin flashed at the last remark, some ram hair clinging to a tooth before he puffed it off his lip and bent to make the cut at the underside of the ram’s jaw and down the neck to the sternum and belly, taking care not to cut further than the skin.

“Any meat you don’t want I’ll take home, if you like. Any plans for the horns? They’d make you some pretty good armor, for defense if nothing else… or carrying horns for coals or herbs.”

Delicately, he began working a bear claw between hide and flesh as he cocked an ear at her.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think