Deepwood Weald we can't all sing in our cages

As soon as the food fell before her, Mannoah felt her stomach clench. She snatched it away and chomped it greedily into manageable pieces. It took only a few swift seconds before it was completely gone, and Mannoah licked gristle off her whiskers as she peered toward the pale stranger.

"Mannoah," she replied, not quite understanding him beyond hey - a greeting - but assuming he would want her to introduce herself. "E tu?"