The smell of the fresh meat and blood awakened a similar instinctual hunger in the man as well, but he had long since learned to control those things until the time was proper to let them rule. While not normal in Aurèle's word, skinning kills was done nearly every time in his world and it was a task and process that he was quite used to. It was something that he really did not even need to think about while doing. His body knew the actions and his mind could dictate it without his conscious participation.
His fellow hunter rose at his request and moved to look for some suitable cover for the exposed meat. If they could find nothing then the meat could always be washed clean, but that was an extra step and a nuisance to be avoided if at all possible. Thankfully she returned with not only one, but two unused hides. He appreciated her forethought in that matter and nodded thankfully to her when she set the first skin down. Nayati grabbed the doe's legs and rolled it over to it's other side where he continued the process he had previously engaged in. Once he had pulled the other side of the hide free and laid it with the first he looked back to Aurèle. "Alright, it is done. Where would you like to carry the rest?" Having it lay out in the open would do none of them any good.
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