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Blackbear had turned her attention back to the birds, one ear swiveled toward the strange male. She wasn't sure why being snappy made others like her more, but it had worked with both Tegan and Vercingetorix thus far, and probably a few others offscreen that I'm not going to worry about. I have very nice teeth, she informed him, somewhat mollified by his words.

Her aattention turned more fully to the birds as additionally clicking reached her ears. The rafter had met up with another, larger group, and was currently facing off with the rival turkeys. Blackbear stopped counting after she reached eighteen and decided taking one or two down definitely wouldn't hurt. Let's go. Females only, she said to her hunting partner, ignoring his comment on their ages. She wasn't sure it was true, but she didnt care enough to find out.

Silently, Blackbear slunk forward, the raw, fluid motion of her limbs more akin to that of a panther than to her namesake. The turkeys, preoccupied with their squabbling, didn't notice her until she was practically on top of them. One was swiftly caught between her jaws, and she gave it a firm shake to snap its neck before sinking sphinx-like onto her belly to lord over her meal. The other turkeys were still scrambling away all around her as she instinctively guarded her kill from the commotion.