It was amazing how compactly the bones of a body could be packed. Even if they were a god's. Winter also made it very easy to cool the organs and wrap them in pieces of cloth.
There was no use for the meat, the muscles, and so, Afena looked in the same direction that Mercyhowl thanked the hidden vusok that had alerted them to Ol's attack, and called out.
"I have an offering," she said. "Please, come out."
Morning was breaking, and it took a few tries, but in the end, a timid vusok with white wings and gray fur came out from the distant shadows of the woods.
"Take the meat," said Afena. "If you want to, of course. Only if it's not harmful to you."
At first, the vusok looked confused. "Why?" she asked.