"Horen, don't you feel guilty. Who can resist a good venison, glad you had fun? Rest up. I will take you to place your muscles will thank you."<br/><br/>Kate looked at Sire having a great chow down. She tossed the bear a hunk of cooked leg. The rest she tore into like a giant turkey leg. "I never had moose." She winked at Horen, "Taste like venison, better than chicken. A bit gamey. Not as strong as goose or duck."