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It had been an insane, suicitly idea, but it had worked. The prey was down, dead, and with a bloody nose to show for his effort, he dumped himself down beside his hunting partner. 'Yeah...' he said, clearly tired from his run. He had bled for the kill already, so there was no need to shed more specifically. 'So what are we going to do with... this' he gestured with his muzzle lazily. They could try to drag it back whole, but that would take effort, much more than needed. But perhaps that was their only option. Either way, he'd be happy to get it back.
'Thank you, for helping' Galileo said, his words blunt and awkward. He didn't often need to thank people but this time called for it and he would be not spotlighted for avoiding politeness. 'We've got to devide this too. Some for you, some for me. And we should devide some for the pack too...' After all, wasn't that what the hunter's co-rank was for, providing for the pack and those who cannot hunt for themselves? Working with others would show his ability to be versatile which of course was important.
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