Redsand Canyon trade off

it was good, he thought, that she devoured the bird so greedily. a sign of health and hunger. would she get hungrier, he thought, and what a sight it would be if she did!

he took pride in seeing her eat so feverishly. he was a provider for her in these moments where they wondered if she carried a future. he would continue to be a provider if she brought her new future.

but suddenly she was collecting feathers.

and he, still boyish despite being on the possible cusp of fatherhood, stuck his nose into her collected pile. literally. looking at her mischievously as he threated to billow air into them.