"And 'nuff to keep our bellies full all day," Calvin said, already savoring the thought of the venison.  It was an uncommon treat and he hurried to help her with it.

Straw looked slightly less pleased.  "Best hide that carcass well 'fore we leave.  Not sure if the Lord at Dawsbury would take too kindly to poaching his deer without a permit," he said grouchily, standing up slowly and massaging his knee slightly.  It was obviously stiff after the night sleeping on the ground, but seemed to loosen up again as he made his way over to the packhorse.  "Hey there, Apple.  Ready for you breakfast?" he said, giving the horse an affectionate pat before digging in the saddle bags for a small scoop of oats for the animal. 

Calvin looked slightly worried, but even if the lord would be unhappy, he couldn't see letting the deer go to waste.