He put his foot down, and leaned back, resisting the urge to go toward it. Suddenly, he realized WHY he was being pulled toward it, and stopped resisting. His agreement with Leanansidhe was enforcing his movements. He VERY carefully picked up both the doll and cushion, and stored it in the small side pouch of his haversack, which was another astral storage space, where it would sit, alone and without chance of damage until he got back. The rest was picked up, cleaned off somewhat with prestidigitation, and then put into the main holding pouch of the haversack for later identification and use. Done looting the cave, he got the fire going, and began cooking the meet, letting Sapphire have the entrails if she wanted, the unwanted/unusable bits tossed out into the forest. The head, however, he kept for his trophy wall, not for the beast itself but for its master, as its stuff had been less than impressive, or massively oversized for trophies.