Whitefish River And if the night is burning,

"I prefer the leg to the thigh." She never had a taste for the organs, they were definitely not a favorite part. It simply felt weird to the mouth how soft it was, and she preferred the minor struggle of the skin ripping off. The thigh always held some juicy meat, and Orlaith also enjoyed the aftermath that was the bone, a minor chewing toy

She was already trying to rip off one part by the time she spoke."