Moonspear look to the universe

Alya had never tried to eat a whole rabbit before, but she took to it as she took to all things - violently, and with a passion. The blood tasted different when not mixed with the digestive fluids of her mother or father, and though she missed that taste at once, she appreciated the fresh-blood taste as well. Fur, too, was new to her. If her meals had any of it, it was damp and easy to ignore. Here, though, it tickled her nose as she tucked in and made her sneeze against the warm carcass.

Lifting her head to further inquire about how this sort of eating was done, Alya caught sight of herself behind her mother as well. Her head tilted to the side as she took in the sneak that was written all over her face, but she diverted her attention back to her mother quickly enough. If she wanted to sneak, then she should be allowed to sneak.

"Too fuzzy!" said Alya, haughty in her rejection of the meal. "Want belly food! Ack ack!"

The young girl mimed the way her parents vomited yummy treats for her so that she would not be misunderstood; milk also came from bellies, but Lyra didn't want that. Milk was for babies, and she was a princess.