Sun Mote Copse Hot chicken.

Alyx—she was pretty sure it was Alyx—did not disappoint her. After slinking up toward the bird, she pounced and began to wrestle with it. When she began to shake it, Towhee let out an encouraging whoop. She felt an urge to move closer and pin down the wings, yet she forced herself to hang back and watch rather than interfere. The pup might take some hits, yet surely the half-dead bird couldn't do much damage. And the Regent really wanted to see whether Alyx could make the kill unassisted.