What It Means To Us

Andy works diligently to cleanly sever the polar bear’s knuckles from its body. It is slow going but, when she finally manages to get one paw done, she looks to her brother and questions if he wishes to take them all. Charlie has been slowly boring holes into the claws and he pauses in his work to look over at her. Setting aside his knife, he speaks and she flicks her gaze back to the dead beast, absently nodding as she moves to the next paw to begin her work.

Charlie moves to the other side and instructs his companions to continue making the holes in the claws and she pauses to look at her brother. Tilting her head slightly, she muses out loud, “I hate for any of this to go to waste. We can use the fur for scraps and feed its meat to the companions in the pack. I think is bones can be made into tools too.” Bringing down such a formidable beast and only taking its claws seems like a waste and Andy does not wish to dishonor this life with such thoughtless discarding.

With her thoughts voiced, Andy returns to the paw, carefully working to remove the knuckles and set them aside for Yorrick and Silveris to work on.


"Andromeda Fatalis"