Mew walked over and pulled out a dagger. Grabbing the animal, he stripped the skin form it effortlessly. This was one thing he was good at doing. As he was growing up, he hunted small game. He placed the meat down and looked over at her. "Hope you know, I am not leaving until this problem is out of your village." He smiled. "Hope you don't mind if I Shelter here?" He asked softly. He might not have been able to explain death to her, He did his best at staying by her side.