Dragoncrest Cliffs Steer clear of the sun

The sound he made wasn't heard, over the creaking and crackling of bones, and the sound of squelching as she stepped on whatever was left of the whale's innards. She continued to make lower, rumbling noises as she shoved against the tall rack of ribs with her shoulder, though she quickly found herself out of breath. She stole a second to peek through a hole between a couple ribs to see just how horrified Stingray looked. 

That didn't bother her. 

She picked up a chunk of sand-covered blubber and tossed her head back with a yowl, sending the chunk of meat flying over the whale's ribs, hopefully in Stingray's direction. She didn't bother to look and check to recalibrate before she picked up another chunk and whipped it up into the air, and then another. With as low of a voice as she could manage, she growled. 

"RRRRRRRR!!!!! EAT MEEEEE!" 

Before she fell to the squelchy, blubbery ground beneath her feet and nearly pissed herself laughing.