Even you, Dagaeoga, can see the ashes and burnt ends of sticks.

The Great Bear must have been as hungry as a wolf to have eaten a whole goose, and the fattest goose of the flock, too.

How do I know he ate it all?
Look in the grass and leaves and you will find enough bones to make the complete frame of a goose, and every bone is picked clean.

Wild animals might have gleaned on them, you say?
No.

Here is the trail of a wolf that came to the dip after the Great Bear had gone, drawn by the savory odors, but he turned back.