[color=c4df9b][b]Eska[/b][/color][hr]

The crunch from the salty baked meat was satisfying.

The meat from the man's belly was roasted perfectly, and after the first roasting with salt on it and pricking the more fatty skin with her knife, she managed to get it to a perfectly roasted on the inside, with a crunchy golden outside. Slightly burnt, but it was tasty and juicy. It tasted very similar to pork, so perhaps she could sell some of those sausages she made with the man's innards to a butcher tomorrow. The head was already dehaired, and roasted perfectly well, with Jiko munching contently on the cheeks. The tin pot was simmering slowly with some grains, and the tougher cuts of meat for tonight.

What she cannot use was buried under the tree on her house, and with everything else done for today...

[color=c4df9b]"Jiko, I'm going out. Watch over the pot for me."[/color]

Getting only a noncommittal grunt as answer, she set out, towards a certain meadow she found deeper in the forest.