Dutch dropped a small rabbit onto the table infront of you. Now, not only was this rabbit dead, but damn did it smell.

You pinched your nose and looked away from the gorey sight. “Dutch!” You groaned, forcing yourself to stomach the sight.

“You’re the one who wanted to learn to skin.” Dutch shrugged and took his knife out. “Stab the knife in right here..” He carefully passed you the knife, pointing to a part on the rabbits chest.