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She even tried growling at the fish, but maybe they didn't have ears. In the end, it just seemed easier to put it back in her mouth, which was actually easier thought than done. After a moment, she managed to scoop it back up into her jaws, along with some grass and rocks. It felt weird, having something flopping around between her teeth, but at least she couldn't lose it this way.
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Now she had to eat it. She nervously met eyes with Welde, then looked down at the little lifeless fish. It hadn't tasted bad in her mouth, the texture was just funny. He'd already gone to work on his meal. And he'd taken the time to catch her a fish. She had to like it. She just had to. Her skinny tail nervously brushed the damp grass, before she leaned forward, trapping the fish in her mouth again and chewing. The pup hadn't taken into account for bones and the like, so she wasn't very far into chewing before she had to spit it out again, and pick carefully around the yucky parts. The fish was rather small though, and she wasn't very coordinated. Thankfully, it did actually taste good, just like he'd said. The bigger one would probably be easier to eat.
She made note of how he ate it, and tried it, using all her might to pull a strip of something off of the dead fish. Doing it in such an organized way didn't quite work for her, however, so she went to just pulled out chunks. It was messier but it worked. "It tastes really good!" She exclaimed through a mouthful of fish flesh. Her dark blue eyes trailed down to the mess of her own catch. "I think I'll take mine home. Save it!" The process of decay wasn't something Borlla knew about. In a day's time, no one would want to be anywhere near her and her mangled fish trophy.
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At his question, she whined. Why did it always have to come down to that? Was Welde going to get mad at her too? "Well, uhm..." She sat up again, puffing out her chest. "I'mma big girl." She could only support that for so long, and drooped shortly afterwards. A tiny shake of her head was the answer to his questions.
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"You won't tell Indru, will you? Sure, she smelled like fish, but water did run through Sacred Grove. Borlla grasped the fish her jaws, glad that she'd eaten at least some of it. It probably would have weighed a lot more otherwise. Ears pressed against her head, she waited for Welde to lead the way.
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