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Orca watched rapturously as Raven briefly made the meat disappear. She peered at her sister's mouth, watching as her jaw worked. She wriggled her nose, sniffing the air fervently; she could still smell the food, but she couldn't see it. A few seconds later, she was rewarded when Raven dropped it once more, and this time it was more appetizing to the pup.

She stretched out her neck and took a small bite, rolling the soft, gooey mess around her mouth. She made some particularly unappealing smacking sounds with her lips, then tried to swallow -- and gagged. Unceremoniously, she spat the meat back out, wrinkling her muzzle with distaste.