[In the aftermath, they've taken out the majority of the flock. One or two slipped away, adolescents with some fluffy down that can still go on and start their own groups, but the rest lie dormant on the ground with snapped necks, both Drools and Adalwolfe making their way through to make sure the grisly work is finished. But grisly or no, a guy's gotta eat.]
gonna jump ahead a little
We should have brought a cart for all these.