Soon enough, Flower and Anthony arrived at home, and of course the baby moose which Flower unnecessarily intended on taking care of also arrived with them. Upon reaching the table which Flower had once percept blood and several blades and knives upon, with flies hovering around it. Anthony lifted the immerse moose away from his back, and layed it on the floor forcibly.
He sighed heavily. "Let's get cutting," he fumfered to himself. Swinging his knives.
While Flower on the contrary was still carrying the baby moose in her hands meekly, like a newborn. She walked past Anthony who was busy slaughtering the mother moose. Since she couldn't watch such a gruesome sight, and since she hated the sight of blood extremely much, so she wholeheartedly stepped away from the scenery.
Flower decided to go inside, but then quickly turned back to ask Anthony a question, "Anthony, is there a first-aid box inside?"
