The task was simple enough, and it kept her mind off of other things- distracted from what happened, and made the moment, the day, almost normal. Once she had the meat on the sticks, she positioned them over the fire and watched them sizzle and crackle over the heat before turning them over, juices dribbling down and making her stomach growl even louder than before.
"These are cooked well enough," she stated, too impatient really to wait any further, as she removed one stick full of meat and blew at the steam. She didn't waste muchmore time before biting into one of the pieces, uncaring that it burned her mouth. It was heavenly, and she moaned as she chewed on the hot meat as it's juices dribbled down her chin.