"Big mouth..."<br/><br/>She cursed under her breath and her shoulders slouched. Usually she would have blown several fuses and there would have been blood and lamenting. But she was so tired. The truth was that she had spotted this beast just a day's worth outside of the canyon. Due to all the overhunting in the area, she knew damned well that it would be her only shot.  But such a lizard is a hard one to catch, let alone strangle. It took 10 days of stalking the prey until it rolled over in a mud pond. It took a whole day more to strangle the bastard, what with all the fire breathing and shit. And a whole day to return it here.<br/><br/>"Sure..."<br/><br/>With a defeated sigh she turned around to let out a thunderous roar roll over the community. However, the man was already here. She only half listened to him at first, so she looked down on her own chest and pushed the pair together.<br/><br/>"Ah always have to squeeze em. They never seem to fit in da cold..."<br/><br/>She quickly stopped what she was doing and crossed her arms.<br/><br/>"Right... da lizard. Ah'll cut em up neatly and dry da bones an' it shunt take up too much place."<br/><br/>Bass was an ok kinda man. Drunk all the time, sure, but at least he had the common courtesy to compliment her cooking. Grabbing the tail of the lizard again she walked over to her working bench and brought out her set. Cleavers, butcher's knives and other grizzly implements rattled out on the table. Another day will be over before she is done with this. After that she could get some proper sleep...