Chicken feathers? I think not!

Aryn blinked at the fish, and nodded gratefully, but then shook her head and patted her stomach with her wing. I ate already!

And to prove her point, the owl began to make a funny coughing noise. After a few seconds of keeling over, the owl presented a pellet that she let the two animals stare at before she embarrassingly kicked it away from the group. She shook her head but made an owlish smile at the wolf. Thanks, but no thanks.