Moonspear haydays

✴        The boy was persistently hungry, and on the rare occasions he was not, it was uncommon for him to give up a meal. Even on a full stomach he was known to gorge. As a result he was growing rapidly. The game had spent much of his energy; Revui's maw opened in a wide yawn and he looked away so that he wouldn't be misconstrued when his teeth snapped shut, but looked back at his father when the rabbit carcass was brought close. He need not be told twice—the boy's face split in a greedy grimace and then he launched himself at the rabbit, tail fanning behind his silvered body happily, and soon all that would be left of the toy would be a puddle of blood and hair.