<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Kittenpeeler/Three/Three.jpg)</div>The kobold grimaces when Xuna takes a chunk of the hard salted meat and bites a chunk out. "I was kidding, for fuck's sake. And Sprinkles didn't even take the bet."<br/><br/>Grumbling, she shoulders a limp sack from their collection. She glances to Katul at his idea, scratching her chin thoughtfully. "I'd suggest using some of this metal to carve arrows or something. it should just be limestone down here. Nice and soft, and it'll be lighter under the surface. Easier to see than grease smudges, too. And it won't smell like food." She glances over to where the meat is being prepared. Not that<em>that</em>smells like food, either...<br/><br/>"Calling dibs on West side, then," she chirps, already scampering in that direction, eager to be away from the salt-chimping orc. Who knows what else it might want to eat?