Meesei did not much care about the wound on her shoulder. Adrenaline negated much of the pain, and it was minor enough that, with lycan regeneration being what it was, it would heal quickly. Instead, she searched around the camp with the others, making sure there were no more of the smugglers before proceeding. After walking around the camp for a minute or so, Meesei grabbed the corpse of a Dunmer woman Janius had killed and dragged it to the center of the camp. Her clothing was made of simple cloth and would not be particularly useful to them, so it did not matter if they ripped into it for their meal. Even if it was not entirely necessary, it was traditional for them to eat at least some part of their kills right after a hunt, and there was more meat on the bodies than they could carry anyway. 

As usual, Meesei ate first. She ripped into the corpse's torso with her teeth and tore out her favorite organs, including the heart. She carried them off to the side for her own meal, then let the others have their take. One after another, they each came by the body in order of their rank within the pack and tore off pieces for themselves, whether it be cuts of meat, or perhaps a limb. After Sabine took her share, it was Fendros' turn to eat.