Wayne let the fish hang from Dixie’s hands when he was done cutting, leaning over to poke her head with his nose affectionately before going to gather some shrubs from further up the beach for a fire. Dixie set the fish on the edge of the wagon and crawled up into it, rummaging through a few of the saddle bags. They were running low on supplies and would need to go hunting soon. Obviously the fish weren’t super abundant in this certain area or else she’d have caught more. A few handfuls of dried meat were pulled out and stacked neatly near the fish, and then the death and bloody thing was impaled on a short stick, ready to hold over the fire when it was built.
A few minutes later the large man was back with an armload of sticks and branches from shrubs. He dumped it all in a pile about fifteen feet away from the wagon and went to find one of the many lighters he had collected during their travels. Dixie grabbed a few smaller skins and piled the meat on, carrying it over to the pile of sticks. She slowly walked in a circle, dragging the end of the sick with the fish on it in the sand. The resulting line was about a foot out from where the fire would be. After setting the skins down on the ground, keeping the meat clean from sand, she leaned over and piled the sand up near the edges of the dry plants.
Wayne was feeling friendlier towards Mido, suddenly feeling the urge to make a friend outside of Dixie. He clapped the other man on the shoulder and led him over to the fire circle, leaning over and flicking the igniter on the lighter a few times before a small flame shot out. It wasn’t hard to get the plants to light, as they were salty and very dry. Dixie stuck the stick in the sand at an angle, letting the fish hand over the side of the fire, the flames barely reaching high enough to lick at the low hanging tail. It would take a little while to cook all the way through, but they were canines, they could eat it a bit raw without a problem. Eat up, boys! There’s enough to go around, and then some! She grinned and tossed a piece of dried deer meat into her mouth, chewing happily.
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