No one mentioned the teeth marks in the doe’s neck and once Theo had done a poor job butchering it - using the skin flaying curse to peel strips of fur from the dead animals back - the guys had all dug into the richest meal they had eaten in weeks. Once the meat no longer looked like a doe, Harry seemed a little more amicable about devouring its flesh although Theo watched his eyes close a multitude of times as he bit into the fresh steak.