Nom, Nom, Nom

Úlfr trotted happily back to Fireside with his tail wagging happily as he walked. As soon as he reached the border he bid Stjarna farewell and walked back toward the den with a gaur front-leg in his mouth. The leg was so bit he was practically dragging it. He had the shoulder blade in his mouth with the hoof dragging on the ground. He planned to dry some of the meat in an experiment as well as dig out and clean the shoulder blade to use as a hide scrapper. Galinn, one of his ravens, planned to instruct him in skinning and tanning hides.

Úlfr found a nice place in the pasture where there was a small clearing and he settled down with his gaur leg to get to work. He dug a small fire pit then left the ravens to build the fire while he started digging out the scapula. Fangs gnawed and ate the meat from the bone as he worked. When he'd find a nice piece of muscle he pulled a few strips off and threaded them onto skewers to smoke when the fire was ready.