Azure agreed to their next game, and Mortis put his head back into the current activity. His brother's words helped ground him, and he shot the similarly coloured boy a comfortable expression of two wolves learning something new.

He moved the skin when he was told to, pulling it apart and laying it out flat, the cuts he had made helping him detach it in one piece. The weird slimy shark skin fell away from the meat and sinew, and Mortis blinked in surprise at what was left behind. It was like meat, but without the hassle of picking skin out of our way first.

When Azure went behind the shark, he reached forward, placing his two long fangs over the side like a prong, before yanking his head forward, helping Azure to not only tip the shark, but keep the brains on the right path.

Mort looked down the mess they had created, of brain-smattered hide and laughed. “Your guess is as good as mine” he agreed when Azure expressed doubt on it working. He got to working, kneeling down on his two front paws, his rump in the sand, and then reached a forward forward and began to smear the brains around, splattering it and pushing it into a paste.

Azure was pleased to see that Mortis was not only helping him every step of the way, but not shying from the dirty work that previously would have scared the boy. It was relaxing in it's own way to simply be able to be here with his brother and not hate him, and for that Azure accepted the oddness that was new-Mort and moved beside him to help him kneed in the brains to the hide. This was the boy's favorite part of the activity, feeling the brains break and smear beneath his wide paws as he worked it into the leather. He never wanted it to be over, but he knew he'd have to end it at some point if he ever wanted to try and tan the hide. "That's good." He complimented as he glanced down at his brother's paw-work. "Next I guess we just hang it up, and see if it works. Never tried it with a fish before." "Speech" "Thinking" "You."