Pride bubbled in her chest when the prey fell, licking her lips as she moved forward… she waited, watching as the children took their share… she took only a few bites, not feeling particularly hungry. Winter was going to be falling in the coming weeks – she was used to limiting her food intake so much that she fell back into an old habit. Perhaps if there was anything left over after the others had eaten, then she’d take more. She took a step back, eyes falling to Triell to make sure that he ate something. She worried about them all, the Tainn clan who had wormed their way into her life similarly to how Kerb had… unlike her aunt and uncle, she did not leave family behind.