My father used to say, ‘Horns make poor soup.’ It was a way of saying, while hunting, to choose an animal, not by the size of the antlers, but how it will taste when it is on the table.
Willow thinks the horns taste just fine thank you!
Horns
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mountaincoward
They’ll last her a few days!
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underswansea
It will last her only as long as there is scent on it, and then she will loose interest. It is harder than bone so Willow can’t break it apart and eat it.
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