ask and you shall receive

The worthless whelp was letting it slip past her! Ultyr drifted over the sands as the chicken became the girl's target. He angled his body in a new direction, ready to cut off the island fowl's escape. The stupid thing was heading to the ocean. Fine, drowned, and salted it will be, as for the chicken...

He launched into his new vector, easily overtaking the pitiful girl and running headlong over the chicken and straight into the surf. Holding his breath he held the bird in the water as his jaws clenched around its lifeforce and snuffed it. His chest barely showed the effort it should have taken.

He pulled its lifeless feathered body from the waves and trudged back to shore. He ignored the girl as he followed his tracks to pick up the rooster. Once he grabbed the rooster's corpse he found a nice shaded spot covered by leaves.

What was he going to do with her, it seems his father may have been right about her lack of utility and she deserved the trash heap he found her in.

"Come." He barked at her. "Strip it of feathers, and eat your fill." He growled as he tossed the rangy stringy rooster at her. No sense in wasting the plump hen on her. He needed his strength to hunt something better.

"After we eat, you'll be leading me to the mainland. To Abbadon." He remarked as he pulled the feathers from his hen. He knew she couldn't speak a damn thing, so there was no point to even use her for conversation. His lip curled at the thought of what seemed her only other point of use, and his father had taken more than a good share of it. Felt like he'd be taking his father's sloppy seconds if he truly wanted to stoop so low. Although... Her smokey grey and white coat and somewhat reminiscent patterns reminded Prince Ultyr of him. Though the blue in her eyes was a deeper shade. If she were a little paler along her back...

He sank his teeth into the hen to distract him of these stupid foolish notions.