Lookie Here.

Aslatiel wiggled a bit as Deathbelle gave her the go ahead to catch another bird. The girl's eyes flashed. Picking up the partially plucked dove, she placed it on the woman's paws for safe keeping. "I'll be right back!" Instantly, she dashed off into the trees, only dropping into stealth mode when the sun spattered shadows covered her form. Perhaps ten minutes later, the girl came back, another bird between her jaws. Bits of leaves were stuck to her fur, but she looked pleased as punch.

Asla swapped out birds before settling down. She took the old one since it was smaller and, by now, was cold. The girl was careful to keep her meal off of the sand and used a little slab of rock as a dish. Before she began eating, she cast her gaze towards the black and white woman. "What's wrong? You seem sad."