See the fire in your eyes

Sedna watched with interest as Magnus wielded the blade, removing the skin from the animal more cleanly than she could ever manage with her teeth. It made her think of the shiny thing Otis had found in the Willows and gifted to her. When she had given him a strange look he had strapped it to her tail, arranging the fur in a way that concealed it’s existence beneath her plush tail. He had seemed pleased with himself, but she had thought he was being foolish and hadn’t taken to wearing it just yet, but seeing how Magnus put something similar to use, she made sure to make a mental note to start carrying it with her.

"What’s the purpose o’ smokin’ th’ meat? It makes it dry an’ it tastes strange... Not tha’ I mind... it’s just different." Did it make it last longer? Was it just a regional flavour preference? She preferred her meat fresh where she could get it. Were famines common here?

"speech".