[The Drifter is at least quick to start rummaging through the sheds and coolers in search of some meat. They unearth several large slabs of pinkish steaks of some kind and hold them up, glancing between them inquisitively.]
[They can't identify whichever creature these belong to. So they simply hold them both out to the canine and hope that they're not poisonous.]
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[They can't identify whichever creature these belong to. So they simply hold them both out to the canine and hope that they're not poisonous.]