Gyrfalcon's Keep There's an albatross around your neck

He smiled at her spoken desire to walk along the shore. "We can go sometime if you'd like," he replied, nodding toward the land directly below the keep. "No pack claims that beach down there." It was an interesting place, he had heard, full of birds, fish, and large, fat creatures he had heard called "sea lions."

Phocion realized he had heard a faint, grumbling sound from the vicinity around Anita's stomach. Of course, the girl must be hungry. They all were, at this point. "Would you like to join me in hunting more of these birds?" he asked. "I could use another bite to eat, and you need to keep your strength up."