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Orca hadn't had much to say about the whole cave-in thing. She hadn't protested when she was carried to the cavern, and then she had adapted quickly to her new surroundings. Arguably, it was something to do with her short-term memory; nothing seemed to bother the little girl, perhaps because she forgot about things almost as soon as they happened. She had spent the time in the cave happily bumbling about with her family, chewing on her siblings and being chewed on in return.

When Raven presented her and the other firebirds with a meat treat, Orca dug in quickly. She had gagged on her first taste of regurgitated food, but no longer found the texture difficult to process. She took a large bite in her mouth, her cheeks bulging, and grinned up at Eljay and Raven. Her short little tail wiggled eagerly, until she realized they weren't paying attention to her, but to Towhee -- who wasn't even eating. She blinked and swallowed, burping unceremoniously as she eyed her sisters.