Moonspear was i awake or was i asleep, god

The smell of fresh meat drifted to him in the crisp night air, and he was salivating as he pulled his attention down from the stars. Best to forget about them, he thought. The dark shape of the queen overwhelmed his vision temporarily - how his luck had turned, spoke the voice inside, to have a queen waiting on him!
It was a passing observation; she threw down the kill before him with a simple command, and his pumpkin gaze lit upon the corpse with the ravenous light of some fell beast. No need to tell him twice.
The boy pulled flesh from the body; he felt the satisfying crack of bone; tasted the jelly of the eyes as they were crushed like berries to the roof of his mouth. Soon there was naught but bones remaining - upon which he obsessively gnawed.