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WC: 243 OOC: Tee hee.
Jiva smiled at her thanks and looked down at the deer as she spoke of what to do first. He looke around and figured the small hilly area would be perfect. He took the deers head and turned it so it was up the hill and rolled her on her back.
“We cut from the back first like this.”
He took his knife and pushed it in far, but not deep. He then proceeded to cut the deer up from the back end to the middle of her stomach, it did take a little bit of muscle, but it wouldn’t be a problem with strength. He then pulled the knife out, which was now bloody, and his hands were mixed with both Drin’s blood and the deers, which he wasn’t going to care much about as he could always wash up. He handed her the knife back and stood.
“Now you try to cut a straight line from the belly up to the bottom of her neck. Try not to go too deep we don’t want to puncture any organs or anything like that.”
He said giving her a charming smile. he had punctured an intestine once and the smell was quite rotten. He didn’t want her to have to experience cutting into it, even though they tended to eat anything in the animal. He would watch her and help her when he could.