Redhawk Caldera Acer

Of course the pup wanted it- as measly and scraggly as it was, Shrike wanted to eat the rest of the squirrel- but he chose instead to give it to the pup- but he didn't really want to just give it to him. His spirits were fairly high, so he was somewhat disappointed when the pup demanded that the squirrel be given to him. The pup was, in response, given a quizzical look, as Shrike tilted his head to the side and raised his eyebrows, bearing a more concerned expression. The squirrel still dangled from his mouth as he spoke. 

"No? Dun wannit?" He asked, not willing to simply hand the squirrel over to the boy. Not everything in life would just be given to him. Had he asked politely, perhaps, Shrike would have taken pity on the child and handed it over. And though Shrike had absolutely no intention of actually eating the squirrel, he shrugged non-chalantly, and tilted his head back slightly, as though he was about to swallow the squirrel down. "Mkay. Mine den." He said, still keeping the squirrel's raggedy tail within the boy's reach.