Bruenor had worked quickly when Drizzt had gone scouting for land with Guenhwyvar. He had been assigned the duty of cooking dinner that night and was going to make the best out of the situation. By the time he had finished, he was sure it would be the best tasting meat ever!

As the drow came back, Guenhwyvar still at his side, Bruenor smiled and handed him a plate of the food he had prepared earlier.

As they ate, rather fast as the meat was decidedly delicious to all party members, Bruenor beamed. He knew everyone would enjoy this meal!

As they sat around the small fire in the igloo that was their hopefully temporary residence, Drizzt finally asked the question he had been secretly dreading to hear.

"Um, Bruenor, what exactly did we eat tonight?"

The dwarf started to fidget. "Don't be gettin' mad at me. I didn't want ter eat no more stinkin' fish."

Everyone laughed. "I agree with that." Regis announced, patting his round belly.

"So what exactly was it?" Drizzt asked again.

"Ah...well, it had finished it's job for ye an' I couldn't pass up the opportunity..."

Drizzt for the life of him couldn't figure out what the dwarf meant and shook his head, as he did so he spotted something tucked away in the corner of the igloo. Walking over to it, he held the skin up in front of him, staring into the empty sockets that used to be such cute, adorable eyes. He fell to his knees and gave a sob.

"NOOOOO!!! NOT THE SEAL!!" He screamed, before breaking down. None got a good nights sleep, the guilt-ridden drow keeping everyone awake.

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