Moonspear When I see her face

The pup snorted, immediately finding the name humorous. "Sir Alfred?" she repeated merrily. "Isn't it a bone? Isn't it dead?" she pressed. Galaxy was young and averagely intelligent, though she was pretty sure she was looking at the remains of some sort of small creature. "Did you eat its brain?"

Brains were quite succulent and tasty, in the youngster's experience. Normally the mere thought of such tender meat would make her mouth water. It did water now, though that was due to the nausea which suddenly clutched her belly. Galaxy didn't puke, though it took a good twenty seconds for the sensation to pass.