Greatwater Lake queen

maggie caught him, quick as a wink. the young cull's eyes were on her, and maggie preened beneath his attention. "meant every word of it, oi did," she assured him in a sweeter voice than her usual crowing. 
"ain't 'elp oi need, prince. oi want a mournin' dove." rich meat, and took energy to catch. she'd eat well for a night and a morning if she was careful.
maggie stroked him with her eyes. "could be your princess in truth then."