It was only a bite, how did it end up like this

Basilisk had told him it was safe to come down (and he didn't feel any more wind in his feathers) so Zephyr cautiously peeked his head out from the fur. They were back in the food cupboard where he'd first met Lia, surrounded by temptation and with no adults to stifle their indulgence. "Get some of that squishy yellow stuff!" He pointed the honey out with his wing while the boy scavenged an armful of snacks.

Hopping over to the wolf and his hoard probably should have sent off some danger-instincts in the chick's brain, but all he could think about was his coming meal. He took a seat on the opposite side of the pile and luckily, the titan was set to share as he'd promised. "Ooh, which one's elephant? Is it your favorite? Ooh, which one here is your favorite??" Zeph's roaming beak nudged and tapped upon each snack in the pile, seeking out the best of the bunch.

"Zephyr"